Haunted Wood we don’t gotta let him in

The retch beforehand was not missed that time and Valour wheeled back just in time, for Famine's small fangs clipped his lip. Blood welled up on the clean wound and he licked his maw, wagging his tail and flattening his ears back dropping his belly to the ground to show he was done. A nearly vomiting child was not something he wanted coming near him but he was proud of the basic skill Famine showed, an eye for where he could get to on an opponent for sure. "That was good, take a break okay? Let all that food settle down a bit" he flashed a smile, feeling in a much better mood after rough housing with Famine "Next time Valium tries to pick on you don't let him" that was the only advice he had. The way he had learned was through the constant fighting to rise to the top against Hela but fighting off a bully would do the same thing he supposed.