Swiftcurrent Creek the wounds that cut the soul

Jace had worked long and hard to chain his inner beast it was still there hidden beneath hooded eyes and gentle heart. It was the main reason he was so exhaustedafter all the battles and spars. reining that in was hard on the mind body and soul.

Jace laid down tired from his fight his wound and his blood loss. his shoulder ached hit throat hurt and his back felt like it was on fire from the constant pressure of being pushed down but he spoke quietly. he is depressed and like me bazi and I was trying to calm him down but then too many came near him and one he didn't know very well and the small thread of conscience he had departed. so I stepped into take the brunt so u girls didn't he was not in his right mind but diseased no he isn't."

Jace's hackles rose as a male chuff came to his ears and he growled until he realized it was scimitar so he quieted and woofed back hello there friend" then he laid his head down but kept watch of both scim and bazi.