Bearclaw Valley the great escapist, sort of...

Raziel found himself drawn to the boy as Leo jumped around the rabbit, pawed at it and chewed on it, all while murmuring his name. The cream furred child reminded him of his littermate Anselm who was of similar temperament. If the boy was as similar to his brother as the keeper of secrets thought him to be, then he would grow up to be a brilliant counselor and caretaker. He might be weaker on the dominant side, but he would be strong in other ways. He'll be the best of all of them, he thought to himself proudly until he remembered that the boy wasn't his child.


Raziel grinned when Leo squeaked excitedly as the angel of death tickled him. The boy flopped onto his back like a dying fish (bad simile) and began laughing with glee as the Alpha tickled the boy relentlessly. The Alpha Male's smile threatened to split his face. It had been a long time since he let go of his worries and played like this and he loved it. He missed and for a moment, he wished that his siblings were here with him, perhaps they would find a solution to his problem too.

But nevermind that for now.

He watched with bright teal eyes as the boy waddled over to him and tried tickling Raziel. Sadly, he wasn't really ticklish, so he didn't succumb to giggles like the boy did. However, wanting to make the child happy, he began laughing too.