Neverwinter Forest Gone in bloom and bough

Sitri stood still and watched the glance of protectiveness the father held. Had his parents ever looked at him like that? Or was he just a means to an end to gain favor with the queen. He hoped his father at least had been fond of him at the very least, he thought it maybe too much to hope for love from his father. His mother on the other hand, she could rot in the deepest darkest pit of hell as far as he was concerned. He would have protected her if she had needed it simply because she was his blood, but for no other reason than he owed her his life.

Sitri flicked a tattered ear to and fro, then dipped his muzzle in greeting. well met Peregine and Little Jr. Sitri looked around and motioned towards the right where there was dense growth, There is berries in there, but do not know what kind, just that they are there. he grew quiet again and turned inward to himself as he listened. Sitri is from the Spine, been to the plateau flatlands once, just once. Very pretty there. He didn’t know what else to say, he was a quiet beast by nature and by habit.