Crazy Angel

Sitri followed softly beside the beta, knowing perhaps on an instinctual level that he was not far for this world and onto the next. He also knew that he would stay as near as the beta allowed, for he would not want anything to befall him, when he was one of the few Sitri could actually get along with.

He bent his head and walked in companionable silence behind the beta sniffing at different stalks and spots hoping to catch a wolf not far from the pack lands for the queen of the damned.