Madness and selfishness easily coincide

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Sitri listened to the question and it momentarily struck him dumb. Had he felt bad for doing those terrible things, knowing what was coming. He had pitied them yes, felt bad for them well he supposed, but he was a selfish being and he had also been glad that she would have a new toy a new claim and he could have a reprieve. Did that make him terrible, probably after all he was no saint and most thought him a demon and he knew this and some days he thought so himself. He found he had been more lucid during this conversation than some time. He looked at Ira and frowned and spoke quietly Sitri does not know. Sitri pitied them yes, felt bad for them, some Sitri taught so they could earn favor and not lose it. To keep the queens favor well that made or broke you in the pack. But Sitri was also glad in a way that she would have knew toys to play with and she would let Sitri be. Sitri did not like his existence though it was all he knew. Few times Sitri just wanted to die, but she would never let him. never let him. He shook his head and the voices in his head took up the chant sadly and forlorn Never let him die, never let him die. Sitri die but no never let him. he ran a paw over his face to try and drown out the voices that whispered there.

Sitri nodded in response to the next question. This was the only pack near them. Sitri had to travel for days and days and days to get here, many more days than were in a year. The queen had other packs outside of her own that she controlled, though Sitri does not know how and Sitri never asked. yes it was all I knew and all my father knew and my mother and my sister. So yes Sitri never thought there was more until he met queen Jinx.

Sitri frowned that was a sad story and if he could find it somewhere deep inside himself he could feel bad and brotherly to the youth that stood before him. However, Sitri was afraid to begin to care signed the others death and he did not wish Ira to die, because Sitri cared for him in some way whether itwas friends, brothers, pack mates. However, he did speak Sitri is sorry you had to see that. Too much blood can make you sick, head sick, heart sick. Sitri knows this well. It makes you dark, demonic sometimes. Sitri is sorry princeling Ira.