Golden Glade Gotta Do What You Gotta Do...

Shalon noded, she felt that just form talking in brief with both King and Queen, that she could trust them to help her, and that they would protect her at any cost. They were both defensive of their territory, and now so was she. "If I can help you with securing the borders please allow me to aide you. All you need do is say the word, your Majesty." Shalon was not sure what a home felt like, but she hoped to find it in this Glade and with this pack.

"After the bear attack I know that I am in much need of practice before I can call myself a Guardian, I would welcome a time were you could help me practice and sharpen my skills. Perhaps we could sharpen our skills together." Shalon would never decline a friendly spar, especially if she could learn from it. 

"I have never been a heavy sleeper, your Majesty." Her face was hard, reflecting the life she had had to live while alone. And he gaze drifted toward the sky, watching the stars. "I often stay awake and watch the stars at night, watching the stories hidden within. The lore of old re-enacted throughout the stars as the hour wans." Caught in her own world, Shalon shook herself out of her revere. She blinked a few times, the current world coming back into focus, "And what of yourself, my Queen? Why are you out so late this evening? I would imagine you need much rest for the trials that come as a Queen."