Swiftcurrent Creek A hunter beats beneath my breast

@Tuwawi

Jace woke in the early morning light, he shook his ebony kissed pelt free of dirt and looked around with bright blue eyes. He was determined to start earning his keep. His father had taught him at an early age how to hunt and kill easily among other things so that he would be ready to survive in a pack or on his own if he were to ever embark on a journey.

His long gangly legs carried him towards the edge of the borders looking for any game that still rested that he could easily dispatch this early in the morning, as he was only one wolf so early. It would be nice if he had a partner to run with, another could chase and he could kill or the other way around he could easily do both for a yearling he was fairly skilled in that aspect and he learned quickly. He wondered what abundance of prey the borders held in their midst.

He held his nose low to the ground smelling for a distinctive smell, he would have to find another pack mate later to show him where they kept the game they killed.