Haunted Wood Too Close To Other People

As Valour closed in the pup recovered with that god awfully impressive speed. Fangs dug into his left shoulder and the pain left him fully done being gentle. With the intent to leave a mark Valour lunged for whatever could get hold of and as his jaws met he shook roughly, tail arching above his back with one of the nastiest snarls he'd been pissed off enough to produce lately. Releasing the kid he'd circle to get a defensive angle, tucking his chin to guard up on his bloody chest his eyes wary but expectant of another attack.