Herbalists' Cache perjury and defamation

It hadn’t taken much prying to get his cousin to start spilling about a certain special… somebody. Within moments of hearing Valiant’s remarks, Brave was hooked. The jade of his eyes locked onto the features of the other with a devilish intensity. His ears were cupped forward, and his frame seemed to have ceased all movement. The dark yearling fell into the tale about a girl named Baby who had seemingly swept his cousin’s heart out from under him. In the time they’d spent together, Brave was certain that he had never seen Valiant behave in such a way. Something about it was endearing, but he wasn’t certain if it was the show of emotion, or the tender way in which he was recounting his experience with this mysterious girl.
 
“Well… look at you, lover boy,” Brave finally remarked with a creasing smirk and a fiendish laugh. Life returned to his limbs, and the dark yearling seemed to lift his legs with energetic pomp as he made a half-circle around his paler companion. Then, the inky wolf moved to bump his shoulder against Valiant’s in a show of comradery. It was good fun to tease, but Brave could not help but to take interest in the individual that had been described. Smitten as he was, Valiant hadn’t provided too many details. It had left his dark cousin thirsty for more.
 
“Are you gonna see her again? Did you make plans? You know I’ve never seen you like this, Val… you’re downright stricken aren’t you?”