Haunted Wood I'll be granting your permission 'Cause you haven't got a prayer

Now.

There was no chance he’d win this fight, so may as well accept what’s coming. Phillip closed his eyes, looked away, and prepared for the worst. But... nothing happened. He had a glimmer of hope for a split second. Maybe his opponent was having second thoughts? He hesitantly looked towards him and, yep, this was definitely still happening. Valour came at him at full speed and he had no time to defend himself. Phillip yelped, not from the pain but from the shock. Come to think of it, the bite wasn't nearly as painful as he thought it'd be. He looked up at the warlord, expecting more to come, but he just stood there. It was his turn.

He wasn't sure what he should do now. Phillip glanced from one side to the next. Well, he should start by getting closer. The yearling took a deep breath before running towards him. Maybe he'd topple the leader over if he were lucky.