animal smells and porcupine quills

Sitri looked at him and bowed his head, Maybe not, but it has not been so in Sitri's case. Things change though. that was all he said on the subject. Perhaps there would be no problems, maybe they would be fine, maybe nothing would happen and they would live a peaceful existence and Sitri could die without any more blood on his paws, but he would be ready for it, none the less.

Sitri did not complain, he followed behind Mordecai as he took the lead. He kept his head and shoulders down, but his eyes forward. He slunk along with bright eyes, every so often turning his head to catch a glimpse of the sides to make sure nothing was want to ambush them.