Swiftcurrent Creek Ain't no thinking thing

Jace woke up at dawn as usual and today rather than patrol the borders and do some hunting he decided to do some fishing. He had gotten a taste for it all over again from the little competition with Bazi the other day. He was hoping to turn her into a friend, he was lonely as it was here in this land far from home. He lifted his head to look at the sunrise as he traveled towards the river to find a spot that was lazy and not so rapid.

He knew that water's could be treacherous, he had seen many animals swept away in the currents near his former home. His mother had always taught him to be mindful and respectful of the wild for mother nature could take you swiftly and without mercy. He had not met many other pack mates thus far. He had even tried to seek out the elusive Ferdie as his alpha had suggested and he hadn't been able to yet. It bothered him that there were so many smells of other wolves, but so few that he could find. It was as if they were all alone, yet in a group. It did not sit well with him who was from a very close knit family and pack.