Ouroboros Spine Black as the Pit from pole to pole

Sitri had not meant the words as literal as the she wolf thought. He had meant them a little bit more mysteriously, but how was she to know that of course. Sitri worked besides her, marking and listening, one ear perked backwards waiting to see if she would say more. This was his home, his life was tied here. He did not think that he could ever leave, unless he had too.

Her words fell on ears for a moment. He stopped to think, not sure how to answer.  Because even he did not know. He was a loyal beast, so then wouldn't he have followed Cara? He would have had he not wanted to die. However, she had left he had not died and here he was again. How could he answer her, when there was no answer? He looked at her for a moment, Red eyes passing over her, to avert back down. Sitri is a loyal beast and he is tied to this land. So I stayed. He shrugged then, that was all he could say nothing more, nothing less.