Friend or Foe?

Sitri padded into the cave and looked around with red gleaming eyes. He knew Tyrande was back, had spoken to her already. Though his loyalty lied with Jinx and lecter his protectiveness was for the toxicologist alone. The only wolf to ever treat him with any semblance of decency other than his father, Lecter and Jinx. Everyone else looked at him like he was the plague. Granted he was not the smartest, but that was no fault of his, and it wasn't so much that he wasn't smart, but rather he just needed to be taught. He was a quick study, truth be told.

He moved into the shadows and studied the wolf kaname that had stolen his spot in the hierarchy. He did not want to cause a problem, but he would get his spot back of that he was sure. He stepped into view then and dipped his head in greeting, preferring not to talk, his language far too unrefined and guttural.