Sleepy Fox Hollow damn the dark, damn the light

Clarence whipped around at the sound of his name, but relaxed almost immediately upon recognizing the owner of the voice. "Cenric," he greeted with a smile, tail swishing back and forth behind him as he turned toward the russet wolf. He'd thought he was alone out here.

Red eyes scanned over his companion and he hummed in response. "I'm up here to talk to my old leader," he informed the other male, chest warming at the thought of Valour. Would the former Warlord approve of his new companions? Of them settling in the Haunted Woods? 

"What're you doing up here?"