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[h2][color=crimson]Clifford Norman~Red[/color][/h2]
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Clifford tilted his head as Olivia pet him. He was not sure how to fully feel about that, but he was not going to stop her. As soon as she moved away however, he stood and trotted off. He nudged by leo as if expecting the witch to go with him, wanting to explore without quite so many people. If he was going to search he did not want other smells to mess up his nose. 

After getting a few feet, Cliff stopped and scratched at his collar hating the itchy feel that it had on his neck. Being in his wolf shape did affect his thinking a bit sometimes and he was not entirely thinking about the bad idea of separating from the group. He was only thinking about searching on his own with his favorite person. In a moment it did hit him which resulted in making sure that he wasn't right in the group, but he was not so far that they would be entirely separated should Leo decide to walk with him. 

As Cliff walked, his black dipped tail waved back and forth. He was in full search with fun on the side mode. He was after all in his much more social wolf shape, so why not at this point.