Sleepy Fox Hollow Stare in the darkness, Is there air?

Open to @Derg or @Kynareth Deagon if one of ya'll wants to come find the broken boy. Permission given by Van to have Valour find the body.

After having himself tended to properly and giving himself time to rest up though his patrols had never ceased, Valour took off out of the territory. His wanderings drew him south though he'd refrain from going too far for he'd be tempted to seek out the gloomy woods he missed dearly. The day was lovely and the sun filtered through the trees and beamed down onto the meadow he passed through giving everything a optimistic glow. It had him in a relatively peaceful state of mind as he wandered lifting his muzzle to the air and breathing in the scents around him. What he breathed in was a mixture of nature and a familiar scent that had his feet altering course. The closer he got the sicker he felt, for the scent of the spotted mixed blood grew sharp with a metallic and sickly sweet note that only meant one thing. Sure enough he spotted the still form and froze releasing a shaky breath as he slowly approached his expression numb. Ignoring the body for the time being his body began to tremble the fur along his spine raising as he slowly lowered his muzzle to the ground and spent a few moments until he found nothing, turning around and surveying the scene with an expression of focused ferocity unlike anything he'd felt before. Breathe shallow he walked toward the patched of grass and soil tainted crimson and lowered his muzzle moving to every single one and choking on a sound of anger and pain as he found that the blood only belonged to Clarence. Such a gentle soul...Valour wouldn't have been surprised if Clarence had gone down with ease despite having shown the ability to hold his own. Once he'd secured the knowledge that his friend had been flat out murdered he set to dragging the black and white body from the water and laid him down on the ground his eyes widening and averting away from the wide tear in his throat which was the clear cause of his death. "Damn it" he muttered his paws flexing until his claws dug into the soil. The trembling in his limbs grew more violent until he released a scream, this one not solely agonized but filled with rage. The sound died off as he sank to the ground and rest his chin across the wet pink and red fur of the body once belonging to the only truly loyal friend he had. His voice hoarse he whispered softly
 "You wanted peace so rest in it and know that I will fight for you and Clay now" the admission that he'd lost them both broke him and without even stinging as warning he found himself crying openly and nuzzling into the back of Clarence's head "I'm so sorry I left you. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry"