The Sunspire You have to every now and then

It had been almost a month since Jace had seen his sister. And to say he was anxious and angry was an understatement. He wasn't angry with her, not anyone really. He was just scared and worried, and like all his emotions it manifested into anger. It was hot and tight in his chest, like an open gaping wound. A wound that squirted blood whenever he thought about it, though it spewed hot anger and hateful words. As the day progressed, he again was moving about the pack lands restlessly.

He strode forward, when his sister's scent teased his nostrils. Smiling he ran forward to stop short, when he smelled herbs on her. He hoped to god it was because she was learning to be a healer, and not because she got hurt again. Vienna!