Haunted Wood One After Another

Santiago can see when the boy freezes and shrinks beneath him that he’s still just that–a boy. He’s young still and Santiago and the rest of the pack forget that sometimes. Even as their Warlord, he’s still undeniably inexperienced and fresh to the world they live in. Albeit, more skillful than most his age, he still lacks age and experience.

Valour seems relieved and mostly confused when he doesn’t go in for the bite. Santi can see that his expectations don’t meet. 

The black and white wolf smiles when the male doesn’t meet his eyes when he offers the compliment. “Of course, amigo. We can train some more together sometime.” He rolls out smoothly. Then Santi chuckles back to him. “You’re doing well as Warlord too. I had doubts because of your age, but you’re not bad. You need to work on your confidence, but that’s easy. I can help with that.” Santi only admits all this to the boy with the intention of helping him. He believes the male could be a great leader after all, but maybe Santi is just getting soft, who knows.