Haunted Wood We Let The Fires Just Bathe Us

Memory shifted uncomfortably. He hadn't meant to insult Valour. But the words that met his ears had him bristling, a low growl clipping his words. 
"You may be my alpha, but kid...I've been doing this since before you were snuggling up in your momma's belly. I've seen and done shit you couldn't possibly imagine." 
His temper got the best of him and he charged, aiming a bite at Valour's shoulder but swinging past at the last second, shoving him. He aimed another swing at Valour's face, this time aiming for his eyes.