Great Bear Wilderness i've a nagging fear someone else is pulling at the strings

Set on the outskirts of Haunted Wood, set an hour or two before their joining thread. Open to one or two others - looking for a Nightwalkers wolf or two? Maybe someone near Clarence's age.

Santiago had found a place to stay, it seemed. It had been a long walk, with a strange lady that Clarence hadn't really talked to just yet. The piebald boy had followed without question, but found that he was a little nervous, standing on the edges of the woods. They seemed almost... ominous, in a way. 

In his naivety, Clarence hadn't realized that this might not be the best choice for him. That he might not have a true friend in Santiago. All he knew was that he was the first wolf who had shown him what Clarence thought to be genuine kindness in... ever.

The spotted boy leaned down to nose at a budding bush just on the forest's edge. It smelled nice, fresh, not sterile and bloody. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad here.