Bearclaw Valley the great escapist, sort of...

Raziel observed the cream boy's movements silently, watching as Leo sat on his paws then placed one of his smaller, tinier paws on him. As the child wasn't even four months old yet, his paw was much more tinier than the ones of the Roman's. Raziel spoke, but the boy's gaze remained glued on his two tiny paws, and so, the silver Alpha grew silent too and simply observed the adopted child with gentle teal eyes in a manner that could be said as fatherly.

"C'mon boy," he said softly to Leo, picking him up by his scruff and deposited him beside his foster brothers and sisters. "Go sleep, I'll be back soon." And with that, the Alpha retreated from the den, more troubled than he had been when he entered it.