Madness and selfishness easily coincide

it's okay I don't mind.

Sitri listened though he said nary a word. He didn't know if the boy would ever win that bet. If he would go against himself and be able to stalk the queen's whipping boy. He hoped he would be, but Sitri himself had a feeling he would have to be going blind and deaf to be able to do that, because it was just really a matter of life for him. Which in retrospect wasn't all that far off he was 4 years old. Not old but not young anymore either.

Sitri laid his ears back, if the wolf could feel shame for his actions this would be one of those times. He had always hated taking the children, but he had refused to allow himself to think about it. It simply was not done to go against the queen if she didn't kill you her blood mongers would and if they didn't kill you well you were thrown to the prisoners and they tore you up and ate you while you were still alive those that were leaving deep deep in the pits of the abyss. yes Sitri stole children and yes some she ate, some became consorts, some she killed, some slaves, a select few became her own personal blood fueled army. Sitri's lips twitched, but this was not a smile of mirth, no it was a smile of malice and bitter sweet and he spoke quietly You think Sitri could when the queen ruled the land like a demon. If Sitri had tried 1 of 3 things would have happened. Sitri would have been given to her blood mongers to do with as they please and then finally if Sitri was lucky enough to get the sweet relief of death it would happen. Sitri could be killed by the queen who herself was not a small wolf. Or finally she would throw Sitri to the starving prisoners who were so consumed with their hunger they would rip Sitri apart and eat him as he lay fighting bits and pieces here an there.

Sitri in truth was no novice on the battlefield and if allowed he could tear apart a wolf in seconds. However, the queen had kept him on a very tight rein and he did not kill without first being told.

Something happened inside Sitri when the Youth jumped at him. Something snapped when he realized he did not have to take this anymore. The queen was not there with her claws and teeth. No she wasn't and here in this land he was higher ranked than the youth though he was still the queens son. However Sitri did nothing this time, though next time he would. He realized finally and fully that he was tired of being the slave boy, the abused boy and he would make sure everyone damn well knew it or he hoped he would it was still a large distance away for the man to completely forgo his mind set.