Moonspear Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda

HI! Not at all.

Jace turned at the quiet wolfess and his eyes grew wide. For a moment he felt his hackles bristle as he caught sight of her fur and size, immediately assuming it was Fox. He settled himself though as he realized it wasn't her, despite the similarities and it was proven when she spoke her name. She was a tiny thing, though honestly a lot of wolves were next to the black brute. He didn't say anything at first, just studied her as she had studied him.  He moved closer, blue eyes glinting strangely. He tilted his head and gave her a half a smile, his chipped tooth showing up in the light.

Hello Wildfire. I'm Jace. He grew quiet and shifted foot to foot unsure what to say or do. He wasn't one for social interactions to often. Even as adulthood had gained it's hold on him, he still held the nature of an  awkward teenage boy. You came with the Bay pack? He assumed that was so, haven't met her before until after they were all joined together.