Swiftcurrent Creek Grant me Mercy please

Fox had to use all of her willpower not to laugh in his face. Instead, her expression remained cool, calm, and collected. Still, she wasn't about to be dishonest just because it would make him feel bad. She just had to do this as delicately as possible so not to make him feel like some kind of weirdo. “Jace, I think you’re probably thinking way too hard about this. For one thing, you’re not your father. Don’t let whatever he did shape who you are.” Fox didn't hold much weight in blood relatives to begin with.

“That, uh, ‘blood frenzy’ is something everybody gets. It’s called being a wolf. Hell, even I get that shit. It’s what keeps us alive when we’re in danger. I’d be worried if you lacked it, quite frankly. You say you're worse, but I don't buy it. Most of us have been in situations where killing is the only option. You've seen me give the order with no remorse, and I don't think you were here at the time, but we slaughtered a cougar simply because I didn't like it walking all over our hunting grounds.”

“You’ve been a wonderful addition to the ranks, so don’t let something as silly as this get to you. You’re perfectly normal and fine.”