Blackfoot Forest nocturne of shadow

Jace was normally not a hostile wolf, he was usually mannerly and genteel, especially to the finer gender, but he was sore and tired, and she had been thank less, when he had offered up his own body to protect hers. His soul would bear the deaths of many, and he would never be able to walk among the forest folk for fear of being accosted now.

He felt a nip of teeth in his scruff and turned blue eyes toward her. What was that for? I kind of need to pay attention to them here. He turned back towards them, lowering his shoulders, hackles raising, he wasn’t sure if he could get them out of this alive, he was larger but he was becoming tired as there were many foxes, and even more hidden among the trees he imagined.

He didn’t know she wanted to flee, if that was what she wanted he would follow suit. He would keep them off of her backside as she ran, she would probably prove faster than him, since she didn’t carry his bulk, so he could offer her the protection she needed. However, at this point she had only proved to be frozen in fear, and he didn’t know how to help that, normally he could, but right now there was too much going on to allow him to think to much.