j - diffuse

Raziel found it amusing that instead of her begging to join them, he was asking her if she wished to join them. He was making a deal with her, instead of her offering her skills to him in exchange for a new family, a home. Oh, he liked her already. And by the looks of it, Raz decided that she would make a valuable member of Bearclaw Valley, that is, if she didn't leave in the end. They would treat her like family, actually, she was family because she was now part of the Valley and packmates were family in everywhere but blood.

Raziel's lips quirked upwards when Vega finally decided to join. "Welcome to Bearclaw Valley, Vega," the Roman said and brushed shoulders with her so his, and Kove's faint scent would be on her. That way, his packmates would not mistaken her to be a stranger and chase her off, she was one of them now. "I'll take you on a tour," Raz said and gave a nod to Kove.