I simply want to say thanks

Sitri did not attribute his dreams to anything more than the demons from his past coming to haunt him. He had not been a nice wolf, he still wasn't he supposed if he looked deep down. He was a duty bound wolf, a master's slave wolf. If Cara had asked him to do something deplorable, because she was his queen he would not think twice about it. It was how he was made. At least he had been, he wasn't really sure anymore. After all he had killed Ptarmigan.


Sitri nodded Yes but i Don't like them. Cham..mmomile maybe? I will take that. He looked around for a moment then spoke softly What do they look like? He would use that before he would try poppy seeds. He didn't wish to become addicted to anything, he already had too much against him. He didn't need that against him too.

Sitri nodded his head me too. it will always be bald right? he wanted to make sure. He didn't know that much about healing, but he was pretty certain about that.