Haunted Wood That Meal I Promised You

Hurt, or be impossible. Either way, Clarence didn't want to try. The bit of metal that hung off of the side was what was jingling, usually alerting prey of his proximity if he didn't move just the right way. A soft sigh escaped him and he shook his head to clear it, taking his attention off of the bracelet for the time being. 

Eyes lit up when Santiago laughed and his tail began to wag. So he'd done it right, he was assuming, based on the man's reaction. 

Clarence paused when the man touched his neck, unsure what that meant at first, but relaxed once more when he kissed his face. A small smile grew on his maw and he turned to press his head beneath Santiago's chin with a soft rumble. Tilting his head back, he licked at Santiago's chin and lips, signifying affection but also the subtle I'm hungry.

"Maybe we can get something from a cache?" he asked hopefully. It was rare that Clarence sought out food - he'd still yet to gain weight that he needed - but he was definitely hungry enough to push for it today.