Raziel noticed the female staring into his eyes but knew immediately it was not meant to be a challenge, perhaps she was merely astonished and surprised by the intense color of his murky eyes. A lot of wolves were entranced by the his eyes that were the color of storm clouds but the depths of the ocean at the same time, particularly she-wolves. "Does that mean you never had cuddles?," she sounded so serious when she asked the question that it dragged a smile from the Angelus Mortis.
The corner of his lips quirked upwards and Raz laughed softly, a smooth musical sound that danced around in the air. The laugh turned even louder at her next sentence, he was going to like her. "I have to agree. Although I think the sight of your first litter, or maybe any litter, will probably be prettier," "Is that a compliment, milady?" Raz grinned. "D'ya want to be the mother of the litter, eh?" his tone was playful though, he was in no way a womanizer. Like most of his relatives, he was extremely loyal to those he loved and would sacrifice himself if it could save their lives.
"That sounds like a really fancy name, Raziel. I'm Scarlett. Just.. Scarlett. Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet ya, Scarlett." Raz flashed her a smile that leaned to becoming a smirk.
