Raziel sighed softly, he was only the member of Swiftcurrent Creek for a week or so and immediately, a bunch of wolves told him about the chaos his little brother caused, the trouble he caused for himself and others. Won't you gods ever take pity of my little brother, he deserves so much more than he has, the roman thought grumpily to himself. This Paarthurnax that was Shadow's ex mate now resided in this pack, carrying his brother's babies. Raz wondered bitterly why every time a female left a male, they got to keep the kids, the other wolf who's part in finalizing the last part of creating babies weren't allowed near their own kids. The mothers who did that were truly selfish, too selfish, and he doubted she even tried to get the Alpha to let him through, too weak. If the agouti male had his way, he would kidnap her right now and ship her over to Shadow's pack then move her back once the babies were born and old enough to eat meat. A bit of happiness was what his brother deserved, his first litter of kids and not being able to meet them. Who was that cruel?

But that was impossible right now, the best he could do was make sure the kids knew about Roman culture and Rome, and that their father was one of the best wolves and they should try to be like him. Raz knew how terrible it was to think your father was an evil madman and he didn't want his brother's children to think that the whole of Rome was like that. It was a beautiful Empire, truly. What about the gods? And the stories of the founding? Raziel would do his best to take care of them in the absence of Shadow.

Right now, his mission was to track down this Paarthurnax and chat with her. The Roman wouldn't hurt someone his family loved, and he knew Shadow still loved her, his brother never loved easily and when he did, his love ran deep. There was a gigantic flaw in his plan, Raz didn't even know how she looked like, smelled like. The only clue he had, was that she would have a huge belly, she was pregnant after all. So he sat off, trudging beside the Creek, sniffing the air, hoping to catch a Creek wolf's scent.

It wasn't long before Raziel found what he was looking for, a pretty female who's pelt was a mix between white and gold. Gleaming copper eyes and a large, bulging belly symbolizing her pregnancy. No wonder his brother fell for her, she was beautiful, one of her kind, though she must also have a beautiful personality to match. Shadow was never much of a womanizer, preferring to love one forever, obviously that idea did not work out. Raziel moved silently and slowly towards her, wondering if she was thinking he was her former mate. The resemblance was startling, he've been told.

Stopping a small distance away from her, unusual green eyes that resembled the color of poison and the murky depths of the sea, he sought to look into her eyes before dipping his head respectfully. A newcomer, he was at the bottom of pack hierarchy, so despite her running away from the Bypass and coming to the Creek, she was still his superior. I'll correct that soon enough, he thought to himself. "You must be Lady Paarthurnax." he spoke in a soft voice, coated with a light accent.

Raziel gazed at her belly, surely it wouldn't be long before the pups were born. "You're the lady that broke my little brother's heart, if I haven't heard correctly." he paused. "And now you carry his kids, his and your kids." his tongue went to lick gleaming alabaster fangs as Raz lifted his head and smiled. "Raziel, half brother of Shadow at your service. But you may call me Raz."

Raziel stepped backwards, his tail hanging by his ankles as a sign of submission. The Roman knew when to yield and when to fight back, unlike many of his siblings who lived to feast on blood and flesh. Ears dropped backwards onto his skull and he pawed the ground with a new kind of nervousness. The silver male was used to attacking wolves if he needed to confront anyone, so he was lacking experience in just talking.

"Stay the fuck away from me," Paarthurnax said, Raz flinched, bowed his head and turned away, moving to the Creek edge. It was half frozen over but it didn't bother the Northerner who was used to fishing in cold places. After watching his mother suffer by his biological father's paws, he hated any idea of harming a woman and even one to yell at him would hurt his tender heart....tender heart indeed. The agouti beast waded into the icy water and waited silently, keen eyes caught a flash of silver and immediately he dipped his muzzle into the water and flung the two fishes into the air. He dove in again to catch one more fish and then waded out of the Creek. Finishing the life of the prey mercifully, snapping their neck to end their pain.

Raziel stepped forward, his head bowed and dropped the fish on middle ground between them. "I am sorry for startling you, I did not mean to upset you." he paused. "Forgive me, milady." He stepped backwards, maintaining the distance between them. "I hope both you and the kids are well."