My brothers and I fought all the time! However, we had a rule: we could only battle our consecutively ranked siblings; the brother in the number one position could only battle number two, while two could fight one or three, five could bear arms against four or six, and so on! I spent a lot of my early years scrambling between ranks three and four; age ten was when I rocketed to Two and waged a constant battle against One! Our rule still holds and so it is only when I visit my close-knit family that war erupts again; One seeks to remind me where I belong, while Three gets those few and far between chances to move beyond his current apex!

I am almost always game for a fight!