Swiftcurrent Creek this country is ours

Jace tossed the kill with a swift toss of his head and grimaced softly at the pain in his shoulder he turned his head and licked at it. Keeping his eyes from anyone looking at them knowing they held the blood red tinge that his father was so famous for, the berserker rages his father had called them, blood lust. He refused to let anyone find out this secret that he carried, what would they think of him prone to dark rages when angry, he had learned to control it and he would never hurt anyone near him, unless they deserved it, but some did not care and most feared what they did not understand.

He then waited with his head down for anymore orders as his breathing slowed, and his adrenaline also slowed.

EDIT Sorry about the posting order for some reason I read fox's name and thinking ferdie i guess cause i'm behind him *hides face in shame* no stones please. :)