Haunted Wood wondering eyes of the ones that were left behind

A small smile formed on Clarence's maw at the remark about the puppies. He had been doing some of that lately. "I'm glad there are pups here," he replied, tail thumping the ground. "I've never been around puppies before, so it's really cool to be able to play with them and watch them and stuff." He moved his forelimb and the bracelet jingled. "Though... I'm not the most stealthy hunter."

Oh, so this was supposed to be their leader. "Maybe we need somebody less... deadly, to be our Warlord," he responded with a supportive smile. "As long as you really want to take care of the people around you, and you work hard, I think you could do a good job." Red eyes flicked back up toward Valour and he tipped his head to the side. "Let everyone know life doesn't have to be all about fighting."