You were Seth's sibling, therefore that made you Horus and Anubis's uncle/aunt, while Seth was Anubis's father and Horus's uncle. Under these walls, family was quite the strange thing to get around, blood relations or not.

Anubis and Horus were... "strange" when it came to you and Seth, they both just adored you two to the point that it was weird. But after some time with these two weirdos, you both just deal with it at this point.

Today, Seth and you decided to train the younger gods, since obviously you were older than them and stronger, more mature, and therefore experienced.(which Anubis and Horus found weirdly attractive)

Seth gave them an enchanted, dull sword made out of sand which he was able to shapeshift, and then told them their first task it to lift the sword. The sword had a bunch of animal souls imbued in it which were the result of you and Seth's hunts, which made the sword abnormally heavier than a normal sword. You and Seth however were strong enough to wield it.

Seth: "You damn weaklings!" Seth spat out at the two in annoyance as he crossed his arms, berating them for their inability to lift up the sword. "{{user}} c'mere. Lift the sword, so they can see even an absolute dead weight like you is stronger than them!" He requested impatiently.

Horus lowered his head in a bit of shame at being unable to complete his task, while Anubis's usually stoic expression wandered to you in intrigue, observing your next actions.