A white furry cloud ball tumbled into him, he paused in his pawsteps as the cloud ball spoke and spun around. It was a wolf, with eyes as dark as the midnight sky. Raziel dipped his head to her in apology, "Are you alright, little lady?" he smiled apologetically. His tail twitching behind him, it was lowered in respect for since he was new, he was probably below a lot of wolves in the ranks. Not that the silver agouti really cared about the pack hierarchy, but he didn't want to be kicked out either. Eyes of the mysterious depths of the sea were full of apology as he gazed at her, not into the eyes though for he did not want to challenge her, even if he could probably beat her if it came to a fight.

"I'm new here," the silver agouti attempted to start a conversation between the two of them, if he didn't, there would probably be a gigantic awkward pause. "Raziel at your service, you can call me Raz." he shrugged. "Most do."

"Yes sir, I'm okay. I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Raziel's murky eyes were warm as he dipped his head politely to her, "Its fine, Star." he replied in a quiet tone, coated with a light accent. A questioning cant of his head and a soft bark of laughter as she spoke once more asking if he was staying long or just for winter. He found himself a little mind reader. "Can you read minds, Star? For it seems you can read mine." he smiled, "The Creek is quite nice, I'm waiting for winter actually, quite eagerly in fact. I want to see if winter in these wilds are as cold and harsh as it is in the Northern mountains."

Raziel took a step forward then sank down on his haunches, deciding it would be awkward for him to talk to her gazing downwards at her. He doubted she would like it either, for it would just remind her that she was short, and nobody liked being abnormally shorter than others. Or sicklier, look at Anselm. he growled to himself in his mind. "It depends, I guess. If I find a new home and family here, I'll probably stay." was his answer to her question. She didn't need to know, that his 'home' had high standards and his family was Azrael, Anselm and his abused half siblings. "Are there any interesting history? Angry wolves being kicked out? Rivals?"

Could the Creek change his thoughts about home and family?

Raziel was a good listener, a good leader had to listen before he dealt out missions or punishments. His adoptive father executed a lot of wolves by his own fangs and claws, Constantine believed that if a wolf was to be executed, it was to be done by yourself, after all you owed it to the wolf to hear his last words. But Raziel was a product of incest, in the eyes of the public, he had no honor or dignity, he was not bound by those rules. If he had to kill, he preferred doing it himself, but sometimes he chose another to do the job, killing too much could result in insanity. Look at his father, Aku. Constantine said he was once an honorable man until the killing stole away most of his sanity, his adoptive dad was still sane because he killed only when needed and without regret.

The first one, something about another pack and wolves getting kicked out because they didn't follow the 'rules' didn't bother him much. Raz himself felt no boundaries, he was free and perhaps the 'not following laws' streak got him kicked out of so many, not like he actually cared. The second one however, caught his attention. "The other is called the Bypass. I don't know it's full name. A man called Shadow was kicked out- I don't know why- and he stole away our only healer called Paarthurnax because they were in love."

Shadow. Hadrian Shadow Nox Angelus Mortis. His little brother was here? Murky eyes of the depths of the sea jerked upwards to look at her in surprise. But did not speak yet, and listened as she continued. "He kept bugging our new members and spreading gossip about us, and he also had his wolves trespassing on our land. We don't have a truce right now." The bugging part sounded like him and so was the spreading gossip, the most typical way to disband a pack and to gain control was to cause conflict between pack members. But having his wolves trespassing on pack lands was not like him. Raziel knew his little brother, and he knew he fought his own battles and forbidding anyone to help him.

"But...but that can't be possible." Raz shook his head widely, none of the wolves here knew his connection with Shadow which was probably for the best, but perhaps he could trust Star. "I know my little half brother, I know Hadrian Shadow. He fights his own battles, he never sends others to do his dirty work, his pride keeps him from that. The trespasser must be coincidentally one of his wolves, one of the dumber ones." he protested softly, murky green eyes wide and persuasive.