Swiftcurrent Creek The darkness lays on me

Sitri like always was watchful. He did not move more than a fraction of an inch as his queen and this other one spoke. He knew she would find him, she always did her and the demons. They always found their demon brethren always, he shouldn't have worried for no leader for nothing.

He frowned at first as the male brought food, but the other soon gained a semblance of his favor when he gave it to the queen. She would need nourishment, it would soon be spring, hunting and fighting would become normal as they always had been and she would lead.

The voices began to quiet in his head as he was now near the queen again, she always quieted the demons she had placed there always. He knew it was to control him, make him more her's he belonged to her mind, body soul. The demon, the skulker the red eyed one all monikers he had carried in his years of service.