Haunted Wood I am a boy of authentic self esteem

He froze as something he said clearly struck Clay the wrong way. His ears fell back and his tail curled against his legs as he struggled to figure out what it was so he could fix it, horrified at the idea of losing his first friend so soon. It was quite sudden when Clay sat down. On him. He grunted and squirmed awkwardly, blinking slowly at him in an alarmed fashion as his tail wagged in a timid and uncertain way against his belly. He paused mouth open as Clay declared he couldn't do anything, being all dramatic and turning his head toward the sky. Valour's brow furrowed confused and he groaned, shoving up at the leaner boy and twisting toward the side that Clay leaned off of causing him so squeeze out from the pin. He jumped up and went to pounce on Clay in earnest, his tail raised high and waving in a playful way. "Bet I can pin you!" he shouted eyes gleaming mischievously as he pretended to be angry.