Ouroboros Spine There are things in life you learn

Sitri laid his ears back, but red eyes met her blue ones. Please don't growl at me. Sitri's been here longer and is higher than you. You smell of Mordecai, so clearly you are a spine pack mate? Sitri shook once his shoulders back to his tail, dust and leafs falling form his pelt. He was suspicious by nature and it was more predominant now that he had felled a pack mate, though in his mind she had deserved it.

He shifted his weight and sat down, hoping to ease her territorial instincts even more. He didn't much blame her, and he had tried to remember the manners that Tyrande had taught him. Though there were some blank spaces where some of those lessons should be. It was a shame really, he had been doing well. Hopefully in time he would remember or another wolf would help him to learn.