Haunted Wood mountains that are stacked with fear

A lot would be the answer to the question of how much Clarence liked Santiago. Unfortunately for the man - or fortunately, depending on his feelings in return - his teenage feelings had decided to make Santiago the object of their affection. And perhaps that would change with time - perhaps he would find that Santiago may be happier with Serem instead, or maybe Clarence himself would find someone else. But for now, he was very much overwhelmed by his boyish crush on the older wolf. 

His lower jaw set in a pout when Santiago continued to tease him and he let out a petulant little whine, but he didn't respond to that. It would probably just get him picked on further, so he walked beside the older wolf in silence.

They reached the ledge that Santiago had chosen and Clarence watched the man climb before following his footsteps near perfectly. Sensitive nose picked up no trace of Serem, but he made no comment, instead feeling just a bit of pride and satisfaction in the fact that she at least hadn't been there recently. 

The boy settled down on the ground a little off from Santiago - about a foot. He was still damp, after all, and he didn't want to get Santiago wet as well. Crimson eyes flicked up to the man and he rested his chin on spotted paws. "Thank you for letting me come spend the night with you."