Haunted Wood I am a boy of authentic self esteem

His lips curled slightly as the boy squared up, a wave of anger surging as he almost sprang there and then. Then the boy spoke, condescendingly stating he was being rude but giving his name anyway and saying it was alright. Valour snorted and rolled his eyes, about to respond when the boy said that Vengeance had brought him here. He frowned, unable to contain the wounded expression and looking away for a moment as he struggled to grasp at what that meant for him. His mentor had chosen another to bring back, did that mean he was replaced? "He's mine. My mentor. I don't care what you want or why you're here but don't think for a second you're better than me" his voice started out strong and then wavered, becoming almost desperate as he tried to hold onto the confidence he had felt moments before. "My name is Valour and I'll be next to him one day" he stated scowling and staring the boy down again. Frantically he scanned Clay over, unable to figure out why he had been chosen. Was it because he was pretty? The boy definitely wasn't hard on the eyes but he didn't think an adult would want anything to do with a pup in the ways adults were with each other. Sex, that was what Vengeance had called it. "What do you want?" he asked curiously settling down onto his hindquarters.