Swiftcurrent Creek we'll start the fire and we'll shut it down

Raziel smiled sadly and nodded, murky green eyes gazing wistfully into the distance, remembering the time they sneaked out together, erasing the part where Shadow got beated for it afterwards. "Yes, he is my little brother, my half brother. Always smirking? I think I know him.". The Roman shook his head, relieving good old memories, and bad ones at the sametime. He didn't know that this piece of information might turn a lot of wolves against him, though.

"So what happened next? Is Shadow still with the wolf he likes?" the concerned older brother part of him taking over. He didn't know what happened, after all he'd just wandered around until he came to these, beautifully innocent lands. There didn't seem to be wolves fighting, tearing each other's throats out, as far as he could see when the places he had been before he came to Teekon Wilds were full of wild bloodthirsty wolves. Every paw step he took, they were there, attempting to send each other to the underworld.