Bearclaw Valley New faces you have to meet.

Raziel watched with mixed feelings at the four wriggling furry potatoes on the ground. He did not know what to think of this, he didn't know what he felt about this and truth to be told, he wasn't really sure if he wanted to know. Somethings you were better off not knowing, and the greyscale Roman felt like this was one of those times when he would not seek to find the answer but drown himself in the queer bliss of not knowing. Yeah, he was pretty sure he would be happy to know that he did not know what he felt. 

Raziel was shook out from his stupor when Scarlett picked each pup up one by one and brought them back to the sleeping chamber, then she thanked them for stopping by and said other mundane things that Raziel heard but did not bother to take in. Velvety ears pricked when he heard the carefully veiled dismissal. The silver stood up, inclined his head respectfully to her and murmured, "Thanks for allowing us to visit," before he turned and left, ignoring Adlartok entirely.