Haunted Wood Purgatory

Clarence, too, had not thought he could feel these kinds of emotions for another wolf. It was odd, unsettling, and anxiety inducing, but it also somehow felt good. Right. Like maybe he belonged somewhere. 

However, his talk with Serem had left him nervous, tense. It had been a hard conversation, and he didn't doubt that the woman was hurt. He also knew that all three of them would have to have a talk at some point, but he didn't think it would be so soon. 

The boy padded after the howl, pausing and glancing between the two larger wolves. "Hi," he said, ears pressing back and tail setting at a hesitant wag near his hocks.