the wild things

Scarlett questioned him, asking why he needed to examine the kid. He mumbled his answer through a mouthful of cream colored fur, "I just need to check if the kid's sick, malnourished or anything," he said calmly and simply nodded when she told him to bring this new kid back before he grew hungry and died. Like hell Raziel would do that; now that the kid was going to be one of them, he was going to treat him like one of their own. He wouldn't let Scarlett's litter starve, so he wasn't going to let this Leo starve either.

Raziel wasn't being mean to Scarlett, as she so eloquently put it. He was just doing his duty as the solo Alpha of Bearclaw Valley, sometimes, the leader had to be harsh for things to turn out well in the future, sometimes the leader had to make sacrifices for the good of his packmates. It wasn't his fault that Scarlett didn't understand that, it wasn't his fault that the albino girl was not made to be a leader and therefore would not understand. It wasn't his fault, was it?

He watched her walk away and sighed, his tail drooped sadly before he began making his way to his den.