Golden Glade Territorial Pissings (All of Your Base are Belong to Us)

rose agreed, and that was all hawthorn needed. without saying anything else, he left and padded over to eden's den. the pups were all there. it seemed that all the vulnerable had gathered here, with heartha guarding them. he scanned the den with narrowed eyes, watching as his sister gave everyone a comforting touch of sorts. in his opinion, that was useless. they would all be scared regardless, and fear gave them an incentive to do something - fear motivates you. they needed motivation now, and hawthorn knew it.

so he swallowed thickly and straightened up, standing near the front of the den. he couldn't do much, he knew, but he felt it was his responsibility to protect his sister and the younger ones should the problem arise. hopefully, that wouldn't happen, but hawthorn was ready to fight.