Haunted Wood We Let The Fires Just Bathe Us

It was unfortunate that so many wolves forgot one of the most valuable tools. 
a growl in his throat in frustration and pain at being held, he dug a claw into the sensitive part of Valour's ear, raking a series of scratches down from it. He pulled away with Valour's inevitable cry of pain and shook off his muzzle, moving just a hair too slow to snap his jaws around Valour's neck.