Ouroboros Spine you were the only one

I only need ~200 more words to hit my quota for the day, so here goes! I'm a terrible liar in real life, so playing sneaky characters is so hard for me.

Questions of where he had come from, what he had done before. Sidewinder was used to these, and carefully crafted a story that was quite unlike the truth. “Winter,” he replied. Well, that part was not entirely untrue. Winter was a bitch to loners, but it was not that which had brought him to Ouroboros Spine in particular. He had come looking for a white-furred, white-eyed target, but he had found none just yet. Perhaps he could make that inquiry in another way, without rousing suspicion. “I was seeking a brother of mine,” he falsified, “White coat, like mine, but eyes just as white. He once went by the name of Viper, but he very well could have attempted to change it along the way.”

Allowing his feet to continue moving him forward, he glanced casually to Mordecai. “We grew up with one another, but when his dearest betrothed met an untimely death, he could not bear the thought of staying where they had spent so much of their lives.” There was a hint of sadness in Winder's voice as he slipped easily into this fallacy of such a tragic story. “I had heard rumors he might be here, but I have not seen him as of yet. With the cold closing in, I knew I must abandon my search… at least until spring.” Ah, yes. This would also give him an easy way to leave without too much trouble or hard feelings. A frown tugged his lips downward, and he cast his gaze to the cold dirt floor below them.