Swiftcurrent Creek Grant me Mercy please

Ah, that makes sense! And Fox is just kind of dumb and doesn't believe things. :P

Fox shrugged off his apology, if only because she did not feel it was necessary. Jace went on to talk about the second thing that was bothering him. He spoke of wanting a last name, and how he was on some kind of mission to find it. Fox was devoid of a last name, but she knew that, if her chosen had a last name, she would take that. It was true of all the girls in her family. She was well aware that Swiftcurrent was made up of plenty of individuals from various backgrounds, so hearing Jace's journey for a name was not shocking to her at all.

She pondered on this for a moment, wondering if she would have any insight as to what his name might be that he had been seeking. Most of the wolves where she came from where named after what they appeared to be, and she allowed herself to take in Jace's appearance on a deeper level just then. His coat was the color of the deepest, darkest night, but she did not really think that "night" was a very good name at all. “What about Ice Raven?” she asked. His eyes were the color of ice, and his coat the color of a raven's feathers. Plus, it sounded pretty badass.