Overture Downs collision

You're totally fine ^^

They couldn't have been more different in appearance, he and the stranger that approached him. Were there just a lot of big wolves around here? Clarence didn't know, but it certainly seemed that way to him. The approach wasn't startling, even as transfixed as he was on the blood coating the snow under his feet. Red eyes flickered from the kill he'd made to the stranger, and he tilted his head to the side. 

"I am Clarence," the boy responded easily, large ears flicking toward the massive wolf. The accent was new to him, but the cropped ears and docked tail were not - images of sleek black dogs with tall, cropped ears and no tail popped into his mind momentarily before he chased them away. The orange tag in his ear reminded him of his own identifying bracelet - it jingled as he shifted, and for a moment felt as though it was burning his skin.

The stranger seemed interested in his rabbit. It did smell good, Clarence noted, and leaned down to nose it toward the man. More red stained his muzzle. "We can share," he offered, a small, earnest smile crossing his own maw. 

Large paws sunk deep into the snow as the bigger wolf circled around him, and his head tilted to the side, ear flopping down slightly. Had he ever met his parents? It occurred to Clarence that he'd never thought of his lineage. "I don't know." He was honest, as always. The boy didn't know how to be anything else. "Are you?" 

He looked it, Clarence thought, aside from the ears and tail. But maybe he wasn't. Was it rude to ask? The piebald boy didn't register the sense of unease the large wolf was trying to make him feel.