This has been festering in my mind to be fleshed out, and although it's still in progress with whom I want to be apart of Raz's actual origin...
Raz's birth and infant years
On a brisk Winter morning when the Slave master was away on business, it was the perfect timing for his birth. After only a few moments, Razuel's egg hatched but some ting was really off, there was a glowing stone embedded in his chest, and this caused slight panic in his parents, "What are we supposed to do!", his mother said with great sadness in her voice, "He'll find him for sure now!", to which Raz's father gave a gentle nuzzle to her, "Razuel will be fine... we just have to be really careful with him until we can find someone to take him away from him", Raz had fumbled over to his mother and fell at her paws and she started to clean him off, to which Raz let out a cute squeal and he tried to play with his mother, but then she stopped, "Surely he already knows about me laying... right?", "He does... but the others have died in their eggs... so..", the mother then started to shake her head, "No! I won't do it!", the father then nodded, "Fair enough... I won't make you... but we'll have to play off the sadness of you accidentally crushing the eggs from malnutrition... believe me... if we do this, Razuel will have enough food to keep him properly fed...", She nodded and looked down at Raz who greeted her with a big smile and they all curled up around Raz to keep him warm on this 5th if November
((This will be continuing...
HE is the Slave master ))