The little boy just got cuter and cuter. He put on quite a show, pacing and jumping around. And he really didn't like what Valen had to say, not that the brute really cared. If no pack resided on it then it belonged to no one, and while he could sympathize with the rogues he would potentially be displacing, he didn't sympathize enough to pick a different place. He wanted this terra and he would have it unless a better land presented itself.
The little fawn spotted dude was so friggin' cute. Valen had half a mind to take him home and give him to the kiddos to play with. He was going to bite him, huh? In response to this statement the brute laid down and hung his left forepaw over the side. It would be one hell of a reach for the boy to jump up and bite him, and he strongly doubted he could, but he wanted to test the tyke's mettle.
Monsters, huh? And big bad wolves to beat him up? "Is that so? What if I beat them all up?" He swung his forepaw languidly, daring the boy to jump for it. "What are you going to do then?"
"Speaking""Thinking"
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
