Broken, Bruised, Forgotten, Sore.

One side of the males face lifted up in a crooked smile, that made his eyes flash. Unlike the wolf before him, his personality when grated usually ended in bloodshed. He wore the scars to prove it, though granted most of his were from protecting others. yes pride some of us like you and me and Ferdie have a larger dose than most though.

Jace raised a brow, but chose to ignore that comment. He supposed in a way it was a bleeding heart story, but in his defense the guy had asked. Jace stared at him Red gone....that sucks I'm sorry fang, I could go look for her if you like, but I can't make her come back if she doesn't want too. And it was the truth. He could do nothing, he hadn't realized even that the two were and item to be completely honest, but he wasn't very observant when it came to that kind of stuff anyway.