"You should pretend my tail is wagging." Valentine pulled back to look at her, a grin on his lips. Unable to resist, the King leaned in for one more kiss before forcing himself to behave. He didn't know if he could go anywhere with it anyway. "So I take it you're feeling better? Well," he shrugged and rolled his eyes heavenward, before seeking out her gaze again, "As well as one can be while all banged up." Sadly, magic kisses didn't really do the trick. It was a shame, really. If they did anything at all he'd have been all over her wounds.
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.