Haunted Wood I've Fallen & I Can't Get Up

Clarence lowered his head to press his muzzle to the pup's, opening his maw just a bit to let some of the meat mush out into his mouth. Hopefully it was chewed well enough - it felt like paste in his mouth. He patiently fed the child before licking his own lips and turning to look at the white wolf. 

"I don't know. I've never seen him before," he admitted, lowering his head again to lick the pup clean. Maybe his mother wouldn't be too mad at him. 

The boy shuffled his paws and turned his gaze back to the girl, ears lowering a bit. "I'm sorry they... put you down here," he said, sitting down in the mud. "I don't know why they did that. Who was it?"