Haunted Wood We Let The Fires Just Bathe Us

This was almost more nonsensical than when he was playing with the pup, but- He was never one to cow down to anyone. He did, and always would, treat Valour like an equal. Hell- someone had to make sure his ego wasn't too big. He streaked forward, crouched down and rising to his full height and flipping the kid backwards. He stood over him, snapping his jaws shut an inch from Valour's nose.