Haunted Wood I am a boy of authentic self esteem

The sensation of play brought out something unguarded and for once he relaxed. As they tussled his nips and movements were confident and strong but they held no true force or harm. He was smiling, even as Clay pulled away not arguing with him but agreeing. It was confusing for the testosterone fueled child, everything had been a struggle for attention and recognition for so long that this simple agreement and understanding...it was hard to believe. He wagged slowly smile slowly fading as he looked at Clay, unsure what to say but ears sliding back as he nodded "Yeah, okay. That's cool" he said not wanting to seem unhappy that his new friend needed rest yet frowning fully, ears going back as Clay began to leave feeling disappointed. He had just began to turn to leave when he saw Clay pause and followed suit, eyes searching for a clue to hint at why. When Clay asked if he would mind him hanging around he felt a burst of happiness and grinned, tail wagging before he dropped his gaze and shook his head, toning it down and putting a mask back on of calm. He wasn't the best at it yet, as his tail still wagged and a smile tugged the corners of his mouth "No, it's okay. You wanna come see my den?" he asked, wanting to show him the deer skull he had been given. 

We can fade here if you want!