The Sunspire size of the moon

Jace was a shattered broken man, but he fought it hard. He didn't want anyone to see the wounds that the little imp had inflicted on his, lets face it his gentle emotional, passionate heart. He tried to act all tough and bad, but truth was the boy was a pussy cat, a pussy cat wolf with an anger problem. So maybe he wasn't perfect, and clearly the imp felt he wasn't perfect enough and he followed the scent of one pack member that he really liked, that maybe just maybe he could talk too without breaking down, because if he talked to Ferdie or Vienna the boy would sob until his hear continued to shatter and then completely fell apart.

He strode forward as he watched her fighting with a dead doe and he spoke softly Do you need some help Ame? he kept what he could hidden in shadows, so she wouldn't see the weight he had lost in a few days and she wouldn't see the sadness in his blue eyes, but there was a bright moon she'd see it soon enough and he didn't know what to do about it, so he just waited quietly.