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What was this he was feeling? Satisfaction? Contentment? Happiness? Freedom? Whatever it was, it was something he hadn't felt before. His life always being a mess, a mix of worry, fear, anger, resentment, bloodshed, violence, laws, rules. He was bound down by ropes he conjured up himself, yet now it seemed like they were rotting away, leaving him slowly but steadily free. Raziel hoped Anselm and Azrael were also happy wherever they were, and the rest of his half siblings, they all deserved it, especially since they had that sadistic bastard Aku as a father. May the gods have mercy on them, they deserve happiness after suffering so much, the silver lion prince prayed silently as he lay, staring at the sunset.
"You are secretly really sweet for a strong warrior," she spoke, Raziel laughed softly, the melodic sound drifting through the early evening air. Sweet to you, Scarlett. I'm not exactly like this around others.
he laughed again. Now that I think about it, I've never been like this to anyone before, in my three summers of life. Ah well, guess everyone has a starting point, right?
She was an interesting one, and Raz already knew he would like to spend more time with her, after all he had never met someone like her.
She said she was close, was she from the pack Duskfire Glacier, they seemed to be one of the closest packs around, he didn't know much about this land, he only knew about the Glacier from his travels before Swiftcurrent Creek, but the mountains reminded the Roman too much of his old home, so he moved on. But their peace was short lived, for moments later Scarlett rose to her paws, kissed him on the cheek in farewell. The silver wolf rose to his own paws, flashed the girl a winning smile. I'll see you sometime soon, won't I?
a promise hidden in his words.