Haunted Wood another way out

Clarence shook his head immediately at the idea. "No, that's not fair for you. I don't want to be aggressive with you at all," he murmured, ears swiveling backward slightly. "You aren't aggressive with me." Still, he smiled a bit at the touching of their noses, tail giving a few easy sways behind him.

Oh, the ledge seemed so high up, and he was so tired. Still, Clarence was not one to say no to cuddling with his mate, so with careful steps and half concealed winces, he made his way to the top.

Once there, he flopped haphazardly onto the ground, rolling over to expose his tattered stomach. Still healing, especially after the run in with Ursus - the fur was tinged pink. He'd yet to get it off. 

"I'm sorry I scared you," he painted softly, looking over to the massive man. "I didn't mean to."