Razor sat himself where the sun would beat down on him. Head lowers and ears pinned almost completely to the back of his head as he sun bathed. Silently the small male was actually thinking deeply - praying as many could call it. Speaking with himself in a sense he hoped the gods would hear. Razor was more or less relaxing his breathing. In and out again, in and out then repeat. What as he trying to think about? With his brother back in the pack Razor was still finding the courage to go speak to him or anyone for that matter. His time was short on this earth and he wanted to make it worth something at least. He knew the gods couldn't help him. Razor could at least confide in them though. As the young male settled out a sigh he looked up towards the sky and pulled his ears back forward. What really was his purpose here. Razor spent most of his time wandering around. He didn't want that to be it that was for sure. Feelings swelling up within him, he felt.... lonely. Was he going to simply die alone he didn't know. Yet the thought itself terrified him slightly. "Talk"

Scrawny tail wagged rapidly as his bi colored eyes looked to the bright entrance of the den. He could hear his father outside and the boy yearned to spend some time with him. Without hesitation he galloped out of the den into the bright daylight before stopping to look for his father. He had to squint while his eyes adjusted to the much brighter lighting. Eyes scanned but he didn't see the multicolored form of his father. The boy then grew a little weary when his father wasn't in sight. His demeanor shifted, tail handing loose against his rump and his ears lightly pinned to his skull. He wasn't sure what to do now, but he wasn't ready to return to the dark den with his mother. So the boy moved forward, slinking across the earth like a stalking feline. Eyes, which were now adjusted to the light, scanned around him as he moved.

Where in the world had his father gone? Was he magical and just up and disappeared? The boy knew that the male's much larger form carried him faster then Blue's little body could go. Although the boy was sure he would at least be able to catch a glimpse of him. Moving forward the boy found himself under the rays of the sun and the warmth from it made him stop. Lifting his face up while closing his eyes the boy let the warm rays hit him. Flopping down on his rear the boy stayed there and shivered with happiness at the feeling. He even felt that it was better then the warmth of mom, which with two siblings was hard to get now. Scrawny tail began to wag again as he just remained there taking it in.

Razor was a bit surprised when his senses picked up a pup. Seemingly basking in the sun much like he was doing himself. From appearance wise it had to be one of Bright Moon's kids. With Quelt was it? He knew of the man vaguely but only by name and face a short connection with his mother as it was. Shivering slightly, he would crouch a little. "Denki is making you grow strong already isn't he." Razor smiled as he let his paws sink into the grass. The small pup made him a little happy that was for sure. "My name's Razor what's yours?" of course the other could always be afraid of him. Who wouldn't when you were so small and everything around you was so big. As he tried to relax himself, he was completely on his stomach. Blue eyes focusing on this youth. "Talk"

The boy hadn't seen or heard the male nearby, in fact he hadn't even smelled him. He was under the assumption that he was alone and of course he was enjoying it. It was a surprise when a voice suddenly spoke out and not to far away from him. His eyes snapped open and snapped over to the larger male and narrowed slightly. He stiffened unsure of how to react he had only seen his family when he was out of the den and though his parents spoke of being in a pack he had never come across others before. What was he to do and how was he to act towards this male? He shifted uneasily as the male spoke again introducing himself to the boy. He was also wondering why in the world was the male crouched, laying flat on his stomach and staring at him. He didn't seem to be any danger, but the boy still wasn't sure how how to act. He stayed where he was and looked over the grey male again.

"Who is Denki that you said of," he started by saying. "Bluemoon, but you can call me Blue if you like."

Razor would keep his cool basically as the pup didn't exactly know what to do. It seemed very odd to him - so used to the other pups being so out there. Though Diana had been shy as well. "He's the god of guidance. You cannot see or hear him most times - but he's out there somewhere. Watching you." Razor looked up at the sky for a moment as he looked back to blue. "You're Quelt's son aren't you? It's nice to meet you Blue. Since we're part of the same pack, we're like family." Razor wagged the tip of his tail a little. "I'm a Scholar like your father, but I study the land and the gods." Razor explained as he looked towards the sky again and back to Blue. Hoping that this meeting wouldn't turn out too bad. Last thing he needed was an enemy within the clan, though Razor was so laid back it was nothing. "Talk"