Haunted Wood Too Close To Other People

Even if he was a child, Valium knew well enough what he was doing. He knew he was picking on Valour and yet he didn't care. He was the great prince of the original Warlord! The mighty monster people kept talking about, it made him a monster by blood too - and he would do his daddy proud no matter what. But even that didn't stop him from screaming out when Valour dug his fangs just a little more into Valium's soft skin, drawing blood as the little boy wriggled and pawed, trying his best to bite at the bigger boy's snout. 

There was no other attack. The young boy was too focused on the new pain he felt, something way different than what he felt against Famine. Eventually, he would clue into the difference in their teeth being that factor but for now, all he did was roll around on the ground trying to lick the wound on his shoulder and completely forgetting about what was going on previously. 

Rolled a fail! This is three rounds so I'm good with ending it soon!