Moonspear Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda

Jace was an emotional mess he didn't deny that. Still waters run deep as they say. He was also rash and hot headed and could be cagey. However, as he grew he was finding a balance between the emotions, a range he could straddle nad hold onto.

Jace tilted his head, one ear flopping up so he could hear better. He shook his head. I've only lived counting her 4 places. My former home, I lived in the creek, and then the Sunspire and now here. Jace listened to her and smiled softly. well I suppose in a way I envy you. I wish I had been able to find just one other place to settle rather than three. 

Her next question caught him off guard and he shook his head. No they weren't. The first was, this one was, but the second from Swift current Creek, was unfortunately not voluntary. A fellow wolf and myself got on the wrong side of a she wolf and she chased us from our home. Granted we deserved it I suppose and I don't hold her any ill will anymore at least about that. He turned out to be just what everyone thought he was unfortunately. I was too blinded by loyalty and anger to see it.