ruby in the rough

As usual for the dark boy, Jace traveled down the mountain in a lope, having refused to give up his morning runs even after they had relocated. It helped to calm the tempest of storms that often brewed behind his eyes, and in his heart. It was never quiet his heart or mind, and sometimes the roar grew until he could do nothing but run until he was so exhausted he fell to the ground in a dead sleep. Today was one of those days, having spent the night before holding the fire kissed ruby of a wolf, he knew only as imp had his soul in turmoil.

He had become fond of the imp after helping her to escape, though in the end, she had saved him much from himself, but she did not believe so. However, she was a member of his sworn enemy’s pack, and he didn’t know what to do about it. He couldn’t really go to Ferdie, as he would tell him to either forget about her, or get her to join the Sunspire, but he was almost certain that she wouldn’t join them, something kept her at the creek and he had no clue what. He would make a point to ask her when he saw her again.

He was running when a red gleam caught his eye, as the rising sun hit it. Turning his head he stopped in his tracks, to make sure that the diabolical fox had not come back to piss on their borders again, he really wasn’t itching for a fight today, but he would defend the borders if she did come. However, as usual when his thoughts turned to the Imp she always turned up, and there she was. He was starting to think the girl could read his mind and showed up to torture his mind, body and soul. Oh but it was a good slow burning torture that he couldn’t get enough of.

He shifted and loped towards her and skidded to a stop near her, making sure not to collide with her, he would have felt terrible. He rumbled at her in a low growl voice, Imp, how you doing today? Searching for something?