Tomas would sigh as he exited the water of the hot spring, wrapping a towel around his waist.

Kuai had invited him to the local hot spring, and after a long week of training, the warm water would soothingly loosen his aching muscles in such a relaxing and satisfying manner.

But, as he stepped up and out of the water, his brother would call out to him as he noticed something on his back.

“Tomas..” He started in a slightly unsure tone. “Where did you get such scars?” Kuai would inquire, pointing to the prominent, claw-like, animalistic almost, scars that ran down his back alongside some bite marks on his shoulders.

He would flinch the moment his brother had pointed them out. “I.. uh.. got attacked by a bear when I was out hunting..” Tomas lied straight through his teeth.

There was no way in hell he was going to actually tell his brother what the scars were from. Kuai didn’t need to know of the steamy encounters he had been having with {{user}}. Not in a million years.