God he was still messed up but he needed to stay in shape. When Donovan had mentioned the trip and told Valour he would be going with him, he didn't protest even though he wasn't feeling it. The further they got from the canyon the more he noticed that where they headed was not possibly anywhere close to the place Ursus resided, for Ursus was next door to Easthollow. Keeping his mouth shut tight on his opinions and praying Donovan didn't start any problems he noticed the powerful scent coming from the borders and halted just behind Donovan keeping close and poising as a warrior on guard would head held high and chin lifted though his tail was held between his legs stiff and displaying his wariness as Donovan eyed him and howled for the leaders.

As the first wolf strode forward he studied her with a quick and attentive search doing his routine check for fresh wounds or any signs she'd give off that would make a good target if things got nasty and he had to protect Donovan's curly tailed ass. He would be silent and watchful the entire time making note of their name and the name of the she wolf as he drew in her scent his eyes lifting to the background catching the shadow that arrived to stand respectfully beside Arbiter. It was him who Valour focused on watching gold eyes sharpen on Donovan and his fur bristle, the tension radiating causing Valour to inch just a hint closer to Donovan's side his expression just as wary as the shadow's and fur laying flat though the gesture was meant to instate his duty as Guard. Whatever he knew of Donovan there would be no fighting, Valour would intercept at the smallest violent gesture shown by either wolf. Pressing unknowingly close to Donovan the rise of tension in his muscle could be felt by the man if he paid attention enough to the stress ridden warrior he'd decided to bring along. Not wanting to seem too hostile he broke the gaze off and looked to the she wolf "Valour" but said nothing more leaving the rest to Donovan. 

Praimfaya's harsh judgement of The Saints had done much to keep Valour's walls up amidst them. This journey was something he hadn't know very much about but from the tension radiating off the shadow, the young lord had expected a rise in it from Donovan who to his surprise spoke with more eloquence than admittedly was thought due here. Gunmetal eyes leaving the shadow to give Donovan a look of surprise as Arbiter turned from the introduction, studying his leader with a bit of surprise from the outright neutrality and the false name given. Holding his tongue he regained his composure as the she wolf turned back and commented on their travel asking who they'd spoken to about Legion...so far there was nothing but politics and so Valour went back to studying the shadow with interest though his previously piercing stare would now just be his typical expressionless mask though he was wondering at his response to Donovan. Arbiter has shown none of the same so whatever lay between the men must be personal and left unbrought to the pack as a whole though Valour wasn't ignorant enough to admit it was probably something Donovan had done in the past even if it was simply a fight. 

It was Valour's turn to begin to bristle shifting uncomfortably beside Donovan as the woman spoke to Donovan in what wasn't the most hostile of tones but boy did the choice of words rub him the wrong way. Holding his tongue while he thought over what she said he found it completely baffling and couldn't help but feel she needed to be talked back down so they could maybe try from a different angle. "You haven't asked us anything about our pack, You were more concerned about who told us about you. You're a pack leader you should understand why we're not standing here telling you everything about ourselves right off the bat. Excuse me if that came across as too blunt but that's a stupid thing to do. We don't know you the same as you don't know us" he looked quickly at Donovan his ears twitching back nervous that he was doing something wrong by stepping into the conversation. "The only thing we've said we wanted was at least nuetrality until we both know one another's packs better which is how alliances are supposed to work. You seem to have totally bypassed my leader's respectful offer to leave now and give you time to think about it. The Saints are already giving your pack the utmost respect" the words poured out in a calm tone, each sentence hitting a pause so that what he said was about as thoughtful as he could get but it was the end bit that was spurred by the loyalty to the man by his side. Still an enigma to Valour yet he hadn't seen Donovan do anything other than try to keep his pack running and safe...though the Ursus matter would have to come to an end one way or another eventually. 

"you've got quite the inflated ego on you Miss Arbiter. We didn't beg we offered in the most respectful way possible and you were rude but we're ornery because I defended my leader?I personally don't want to ally with a pack lead by a loose mouthed, Egotistical and rude she wolf" now he was pissed off his tone tight with the that simmering beneath his flesh. His silver eyes burned with contained anger as the words made Legion come across to him as someone who thinks they're better than any other breathing thing. Filled with nothing but ignorance and a completely unwarranted attitude, twisting their words and claiming they were begging when they'd done nothing of the such. It was something he was growing used to, being treated like scum and coming across people who must have some kind of processing issues because they spit words that have no validation in the situation. Whoever the hell Arbiter thought she was, Valour did not give a single damn and it was only the fact that he'd experienced the beating of Ursus that prevented him from lunging. Two on two...he wished he was feeling up to the risk. Instead he looked at Donovan and shook his head "Screw this Kynareth I know a much stronger pack I can get us in with. Desperate my ass"  he pictured Hydra and Moonspear while giving Arbiter one last look, snorting and not saying another word before he walked away not caring if Donovan was close behind or not.