Bearclaw Valley [M] this love that came like a wind

forward dated to the next day of the flood. Mild PP, will edit if you mind. 

The lot of them arrived to the infirmary, which was coincidentally (or not) his den. It was rather large, with several 'rooms' which could house...a lot of wolves if needed. But the main thing was that it was safe. It was safe from the overflowing river as it was a good distance away, far enough away so not even a drop of raging river water touched the den. It was warm and dry, a good place for Scarlett and her pups to live until they could find a new den, or maybe, just maybe, this would be their home until the pups had to move to the rendezvous site which was still a long time away. The pups would have to be at least eight weeks old for that to happen.

Raziel slept fitfully for the rest of the night, curled up by the entrance of the cave to stop any of the pups from venturing out. They probably wouldn't clamber out though as the journey to the den and the flood probably tired them out. He hoped the four of them would sleep soundly and peacefully, unlike himself, and wake up late in the day after they slept their fill. Why did he want that? One, because they needed rest. Two, because he desperately needed to talk to Scarlett and didn't want the pups to be awake to hear them.

Raziel wanted to drag the albino female off to the side to talk when they arrived at his den, but he restrained himself for she looked tired as hell and she was busy looking after the pups. When the kids settled down, he made to talk to her but saw the tired look in her eyes and pulled himself to the corner to sleep the night away so he could speak with her in the morning. But he was kept awake, for his mind kept running and running of the various possibilities of what would happen when they finally conversed with each other.

He knew, that if Scarlett brushed him off like an irritating fly once more, he would leave. He would leave once and for all. And nothing, nothing would stop him once this decision was made.

The faint light of dawn shone through the den entrance, causing the Roman to straighten up and observe the wolves in the den. Scarlett was still asleep, and sleeping soundly by the looks of it. Before, he might let her sleep until she woke up naturally, but he was impatient and by this point, he didn't really give a flying fuck. So, he rose to his full height and strode forward, roughly nudging @Scarlett and once she was awake, gave her a pointed look and inclined his head towards the back room where they could talk. 

Once they were both there, he stared at her with fierce, narrowed teal eyes and stated the obvious fact. "We need to talk."