Sleepy Fox Hollow damn the dark, damn the light

There was something - something in his voice and the way that he was moving - that set Clarence on edge. He paused in his drinking and angled his ears backward, turning his head to look at the other man.

If it were just Clarence at stake, he would've told him anything. But Valour? He had to keep him safe. And the way Cenric asked those questions made him feel like maybe he wasn't.

"Why d'you wanna know?" he asked warily, red eyes scanning the older wolf over.