Swiftcurrent Creek Sting like a bee

Jace noticed the defenisive position that Njal got into immediately. Always a warrior and warden he guess. He hadn't meant to startle him, but the rain pounding made it hard to hear anything. Not to mention he was not a light wolf in the grey day.

Jace nodded his head as his tongue flicked out to catch a raindrop. Yes I wish it didn't wash them away. Too many at our borders of late for my liking. Jace now had a run in with coyotes, wolves and new comers. Taking lives at least twice and he was tired of it, for a young wolf he felt he had seen more violence than was necessary and it had only been here for a few months.

Well enough sir, though I'm sure I can always learn more. He had learned to fight at least he felt that he could to the best of his abilities, but like in all things he could always learn more.