Swiftcurrent Creek I Roll With It

Jace woke up at Dawn as he always did, he took a quick look at his shoulder and it looked almost completely healed up. He figured today he could start his daily run again. He stood and stretched his pink tongue running swipe across pearly whites. He took to a loping gait, his large paws eating up the ground as he took long strides. Breath in breath out was the mantra in his head.

Finishing his morning ritual he stood on a hilltop overlooking the creek to watch the sun rise the rest of the way up. Large shoulders and lean body stood out rigid against the back drop of bloody orange tinged sun.