Haunted Wood every atom of my blood

He stopped dead in his tracks, stiffening as she once again dropped interest and walked away from him like it was nothing. Valour had never apologized to anyone his age, anyone who did not completely beat him in some major way that he knew better than to try. Not only that but he had saved her life and brought her to a place where he had a chance at being damn close to a king and she...she kept trying to take that. Yet he liked her, he found her interesting and the competition was a challenge he thoroughly enjoyed. Being treated like an enemy at the weirdest times, that was something that threw him for a loop. He growled and turned walking the opposite direction tail hanging low and dejected between his legs.