Haunted Wood mountains that are stacked with fear

You're totally fine ^^

Now was probably a bad time for awakening feelings, but as Clarence was pushed into a sitting position and wrapped up in a hug - possibly his first one ever - his emotions began to war inside of him. Sadness, misery, fear, it was all there of course, but there was this warmth settling in his chest that surprised the boy. He'd never really felt anything like that before.

Clarence leaned into the touch slowly, almost greedily, and rested his head on the massive wolf's shoulder. Red eyes fell shut as he soaked up the comfort, ears lowered and face smoothing out. There was no doubt that physical touch was certainly the best way to soothe the younger wolf.

The boy was dizzy from emotions, but also the fact that the injuries on his chest were still oozing and he hadn't had food that day to keep his blood sugar up. And with blood loss on top of it, it had been an awful combination. He poorly stifled a whine when Santiago leaned away from him just to come back in and lick the injuries on his chest, and Clarence tilted toward him.

Cautiously, almost afraid that he was doing something wrong, the boy nosed at the older wolf's cropped ears. It wasn't the best time to be taking in Santi's scent, with his senses so tinged with blood as they were, but it was so comforting that he couldn't help it.

Dazed, he had to catch himself when Santiago pulled away the second time. Round eyes looked up at the older man and he sagged just a bit. "I... why do you care about me so much?" he asked, ears burning and shoulders tensing up just a bit in anticipation. He'd thought Santiago would be too busy with the woman - Serem. They seemed to spend so much time together.