Ouroboros Spine We'll have tomorrow

Sitri shifted and scarred ears went forward. I do not know much of pups, other than their helpless. And he didn't they could be easily broken he knew that too. Both physically and mentally if you thought about it. he tried not too, but the scars he bore were reminders that he had been young once and that he had done his fair share of ruining some youth.

Sitri chuckled She will be, she is kind. At least to him she was. Most looked at him and merely saw a big stupid brute to do their bidding and usually they were right. The very first time he had ever stood up for himself, had ended up in the death of Ptarmigan.