Swiftcurrent Creek this country is ours

Jace heard the howl and standing swiftly he began to lope quickly towards the sound. His black pelt blended in nicely with the surrounding shadows and he was able to make it right after Fox. He titled his head to look at what all were looking at and then he caught sight of the coyotes and a feral growl, full of deep dark promises erupted from him. One would not know it was coming from the gangly youth if you weren't right next to him, his eyes flashed in the waning light. He was more than willing to go after all of them chase them away this was his pack's land, his pack's food.