Swiftcurrent Creek I long to be loyal

Jace woke up with a sizable yawn as he stretched his midnight kissed hide and turned blue eyes towards the outside world. Now that he had gotten away from Ira finally, the annoying little upstart he wanted to do some hunting and exploring on his own. He did not wish to hear condescending words or sly remarks any longer today would be a day for him. If he were to meet another pack mate, he certainly hoped it was a much nicer wolf than the demon with pale fur called Ira.

He set out in a lanky loping gait sniffing at the borders reinforcing where he needed too, but mostly learning how far the territory stretched and the expanse of his new home land. He would hunt perhaps a little bit too, or perhaps even fish he could do that as well.