Friend or Foe?

Sitri listened as the other spoke, and he noticed the moment when the males thoughts turned to him. He wanted to growl in defense, he hated absolutely hated it when others formed opinions of him without even knowing him. They had done that when he was a slave, assuming that because he was the queens then he was as stuck up and royal as she, and he wasn’t….he had never had a friend before Tyrande.

Sitri stared at Kaname and spoke sharply and a bit gruffly, If you have a question just ask it. Sitri does not like it when you beat around the bush, makes you sneaky, don’t like sneaky. his red eyes bored into the other with a small measure of irritation and equal parts of anger, but he kept it in check and instead he spit out the words to the question, even though it hadn’t been posed. Tyrande is just Sitri’s friend, never had one before. She takes care of Sitri helps to calm the voices that yell and scream constantly.

He took two steps backward a little irritated, but he had spoken sharply and he didn’t want to be in smacking distance of the other. He then tilted his head and waited for what the male would say next.