Haunted Wood We Let The Fires Just Bathe Us

Dice thread: 
https://wolf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=41209

Memory was grateful for Valour's enthusiasm. It made it easier for him to get his head into gear. 
By now his moves were predictable- he knew Valour was aware that he typically went for the legs first and would be expecting it. 
A smirk on his twisted mask he swept forward, feigning right. It was difficult when Valour was on his blind side; he aimed for Valour's neck, unsurprised when he felt fur brush past his face. He turned his head inward, finding purchase on Valour's shoulder.