Haunted Wood that ending wasn’t worth the wait

Guardian hadn't gotten to see any of the violent fights Vanity had been in nor had he experienced what his home had once been like. Valour responded only with a small smile finding it especially funny that the boy was worried about a wound he'd given her. "Trust me she's had worse" he was sure that she'd been through more than he even knew. Quickly the conversation turned to battle and he was able to anticipate the attack, watching the bristling display before quickly sidestepping away from the lunge lifting a forepaw with the hopes to comically bop him on the nose though Guardian sailed past it untouched. "From experience, when you're as young as you are and going into a real fight never ever show anything to hint that you'll attack. It takes practice not to" anger was the hardest thing to control, he'd seen what it could make of others and now...it was a weapon. "When you get angry try to push all that energy into your legs and wherever you strike, otherwise your opponent will probably see it coming. Try again" was he actually giving good advice? Tail wagging his first thought was to tell Vanity, to brag about how much he learned and could teach...because of her.