Swiftcurrent Creek Wind Beneath Wings

I may have to make his sister an adoptable.

Jace smiled at her again and nodded his head then a small frown replaced his smile at her questions, but not because he was upset at her curiosity on the contrary he was glad she was speaking. It was merely the thought that his sister was not around that made him sad. "I left her behind when I left my homeland. You see Nightingale I am on a hunt for a last name. It is a tradition for the males in my father's family to go on a journey to find their way in life and gain a last name. For instance my father is Wildheart Shadowsinger he gained the last name of Shadowsinger because he howls beautiful and he is so black he blends in with the shadows. Albeit that wasn't entirely true he did not wish to upset the little one with talk of the violence his father had done, even though he had no choice.

Jace backed up having been so intent upon the little wolf in front of him he had not noticed Ferdie coming upon him and her. He frowned at the manner with which Ferdie spoke, but he was also concerned there was an air of desperation around him. He blinked and then answered his questions "Of course I can teach her to fish she only needs one good eye and strong paws and jaws. When would you like me to start Ferdie? Nightingale? He would question Ferdie later about the desperation creeping in his voice.