Porcupine Ridge I follow the scent

Jace raised an eyebrow and spoke softly, unsure if the other could hear him. Well you would be the first this week. he tilted his head and studied the wolf in front of him. The wolf was dark of coloring like him and had blue eyes also like him, though where Jace's eyes could be warm and inviting, the others were like cold shards of ice, willing to cut another up.

he snorted If you are not intent upon harm, then want do you want friend. the last part he drew out. He was irritated, he hadn't realized that he wasn't up for conversation, but his manners would not allow him to disregard another, just for his own irritation.