Shadowwyn Moor The Trail We Blaze

Raziel's thoughts drifted elsewhere. He wondered how his younger half brother was faring now, along with his nephew. He knew Noctisardor Bypass was gone for he had gone to visit the pack on one of his trips from Bearclaw Valley and found only the faintest of scents there that indicated a pack had once made their home in that territory. He hoped that wherever they were, they were safe and happy, unlike him. But then, his half brother technically had worse treatment as a child and the heartbreak he had from his wife leaving was probably bad....but was it as bad as his own?

The Roman was shook out of his thoughts when a surprised squawk rang through the air. Quickly, his silver ears swiveled towards the direction of the sound and he turned his head, teal eyes gazing with concealed curiosity at the bird that stood perched upon the rock. Not many of those tiny creatures stayed in the presence of a lupine, however much they liked eating four legged animals like deer, a bird like her was always a tasty and welcome treat.

Raziel cocked his head and raised his brows incredulously as the bird spoke. "I would apologize....but I'm currently not in the mood," withholding the urge to lift a paw and smack the creature senseless.