Haunted Wood wondering eyes of the ones that were left behind

Clarence nodded his head slowly. "Maybe it doesn't always have to have a bad reputation," he responded, taking a slow bite of the rabbit at his paws. "Things can change." If there was a way to make Nightwalkers seem not as bad, Clarence was going to do it. "I don't think I really... fit the typical mould, for this pack. Too soft, not harsh enough. I couldn't ever see myself as a Warlord or a true... warrior. Maybe a scout." A scout sounded good. Maybe an ambassador. "I hope I'll be able to help in some way." Red eyes sought out Valour's expression. 

"What do you do, in the pack?" he inquired with a small smile.