Ouroboros Spine Ready, set, let's roll

Sitri did not know what a loving family was. Had never met one, nor been raised in one. His father had been kind to him, and perhaps he had loved him. But he too was a mad man. A shaman, a strange one. And he had loved Sitri's mother, and for that Sitri would never understand how such a man could love such a woman. Though his father had told him once she hadn't always been crazy. Perhaps the years of slavery had finally won out.

Sitri listened and tilted his ears forward, I will look for her. He wasn't a social wolf, but to be asked of another. It almost made it so he had to be. So he would look for her. Perhaps speak with her for a time and then continue on. 2 brothers and 1 sister in my litter, but we did not get along. And wasn's close.