The Sunspire When the Sunset Meets the Shadow

Jace strode from the mountain center, his blue eyes fixated on the horizon facing the flatlands and the lake. He had a small boyish smile on his face, as he looked around and beheld the grandeur that the mountain offered up, it made his heart sing. He had loved the creek with it's waterways, and its forest, but here, here he was the king of the world and it was amazing. He loved it.

As he traveled he caught the scent of another, a new wolf. They had an influx of newcomers lately, some stayed some went, but all were a new face with a name for him to learn. Though he had made it a habit to wait a few days until he was certain the wolf was staying before he got close to them, he was tired of having his heart trampled on as those select few left him to himself.

He chuffed gently at her and stood studying her, from beneath and overhang, all you could see clearly were his bright blue eyes looking out of a shadowed face.