Swiftcurrent Creek A hunter beats beneath my breast

Of course real life happens :) [mate]
Jace was uncertain how he would be able to be a greeter at the borders if he were to haze them. He would not be able to be as cruel or show such scrutiny as Jinx and Ira. He was unsure really how he would handle that.

Jace dipped his head further. Pleasure is all mine Tuwawi, Ma'm." He tilted his head as she spoke and realizing she wanted a bit of background he spoke quietly. "Yes I am new. I was born in the Chinook, my father is Wildheart Shadowsinger and my mother Zenzi of the pack Wintersun. I left them to go on a journey as my father and his father and so forth did before him to gain a last name. He offered her a smile following his small history lesson of his own life. He missed home, but he was determined to gain a last name. His father had gained his last name when he had sang to the shadows a song so hauntingly beautiful it is said the shadows bowed to him and that is why he excelled as an elite guard assassin in his former pack. Something he was not proud of, but he used it as a learning experience for Jace telling him these things to make him a nicer man.