Sigmarr quickly stepped away to join Kassander as he pulled back a bit from the meeting to give them some privacy. Thoughts were racing through his head, desperately searching for answers. Honestly he didn't care if Aerndís came and ripped him to pieces, it was Sindri he was worried about as well as the rest of the pack. Sigmarr nodded. "Yes, and there was no denying the scent of pack on her pelt. Aerndís is a foul beast but she is not the kind to lie. If she says she's from a back of brutal warriors I have every reason to believe she's telling the truth. Kass… I'm worried about our family. I don't want to bring danger down on everyone but I don't want that monstrosity getting a hold of Sindri… I would try to kill Aern before I let that happen....however.... if there's retribution I don't.... I don't know what else to do but to try and run." To run... what a cowardly thing to say, but really what other choice was there?
