Haunted Wood gypsies, tramps, and thieves

It was touching how fast Clarence accepted and Valour didn't know how to deal with it, so his tail swayed slowly over the dirt floor of his den as he pat the ground inviting the red eyed wolfdog to take a load off. "I think the tiny amount of sleep I get every night will prove more deadly than a fight one day"  dark but meant to be joking, he gave a small smirk moving over so that there would be more room on the pelts he'd laid out on the floor. 

omg please forgive me it's so bad