Haunted Wood gypsies, tramps, and thieves

Seeing how tired Clarence looked reminded him of his own exhaustion and he yawned quietly, looking at the warm expression of the spotted wolfdog and feeling it resonate. Returning the smile with a tired one of his own Valour nodded slowly though he wondered how long that would last. Already Serem seemed to be keeping more to herself and the children since appointing him Warlord and accompanying him to Moonspear. Part of him was proud to have gotten this far by himself but it would have been nice for her to give him some guidance or show  interest in the sudden activity the pack was showing. Still....Clarence had been supportive of him since the start and stayed so till this moment, it was enough for him to have that faith for now. "I'm used to being alone" he said openly, focusing unwillingly on the fact that the spot beside him was not warmed by Clay's body "I...do you want to maybe stay in here tonight?" he blurted suddenly and then feeling himself flush added on "I get cold. I'm cold" it was embarrassing but less so than asking someone to sleep next to him because he was too lonely to sleep most nights and missing his first love.