Duck Lake Secrets are bound to come out.

we could have another round before we finish

She'd heard quite a few stories about Swiftcurrent Creek, most of them negative, some of them neutral. Falwasi and Paarthurnax, for example, after all they were both members of the actual pack. So was Raziel, and now he seethed of how douchey his packmembers were, how protective he seemed to be for Shadow and Paar's pups. Well... Paar was there for them, though they would partially be void of a father's presence. If Raziel wanted to be a father figure of some sort to them... or he simply just wanted to keep an eye on them. Well... The grayscale girl didn't have much of a right-or-wrong opinion on that, though she appreciated his fierce protectiveness for who he considered family.

Raziel didn't answer when Scarlett buried her face into his neck and murmured something... He seemed to have turned into a stone statue all of a sudden, still and unmoving. The petite wolfess raised a non-existent eyebrow then at the loving gesture, and proceeded to wiggle it in a playful manner, directing an unspoken question towards the silver pelted male. Scarlett and Raziel looked sweet together, and Crëyr wondered if she would see them with each other in the near future.

She'd briefly sensed something on Scarlett's expression then, and she was pretty sure it was because of the strong feelings of dislike directed towards whatever connection Raziel had with her. Well, she didn't exactly know what to do then, as she couldn't exactly turn to her and try communicate to her that she had nothing for him and neither did he. Instead she sent the crimson-eyed female another silent apology and only hoped for another meeting at some point, if possible so she could clear things up.

”Well, good meeting, good talk, you guys."