Redhawk Caldera ghosts in the willows

Oh, his eyes were very pretty. Bright green and silvered in the moonlight. Clarence smiled slightly and waved his tail in an attempt to be friendly. 

Clarence settled onto the ground a few meters away, stretching out and relaxing against the cool ground. "Don't worry, I won't," he assured with a slight chuckle. "I don't own it either, but it's really cool up here."

The boy peeked one red eye open to look at the boy. "My name's Clarence," he offered, feeling as though it was customary before they fell asleep near one another.