Haunted Wood Mama, we all go to hell

@Clarence

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This is a prerolled event. Memory is going to take a pretty heavy hit, with significant and life threatening facial damage. He will lose his left eye, most of his left upper lip, his left ear will become lopsided, part of the left side of his neck torn open. When, how, and why this occurs will be determined ic. )


The kid had asked him to teach him to fight. It was a sweet sentiment, and since Valour had not spoken to him since his return, he was up with the dawn, the wet spring weather causing drops of mist to gather on his pelt, making hairs stick together and causing his mane to stand straight up almost comically. He walked with less of a limp, now, the muscle from where the boar had gashed him a week or two ago still tender and slowing him down slightly. 

He made his way to the training ring he had created, a clearing about 8 paces across surrounded by boulders and thick branches, along with several absolutely immense boulders nearby for jumping and climbing, and gnarled tree roots for tugging to build muscle. He was quite proud of it, in all honesty, and eager to show Hela, Valour, and Serem. Most of all he was excited to see the pups use it. 

He gave a short howl to Connor as the morning sun lit the sky with crimson.