locked in perpetual motion

Jace appreciated that she had followed them regardless of what repurcussions, they had brought her. He would do his best to do good both by her and by the pack as well as Ferdie. He tilted his head and readied his stance.

Jace raised his hackles and a small growl erupted from deep within his throat. She snapped at his chest and he dipped his head to grasp at her muzzle to try and force her down, moving his larger body more graceful than most he back pedaled. He shoved his shoulder forward to try and unbalance her as he snapped at her muzzle.