Golden Glade Kingdom Come

She agreed, and the two went on together, tails high and body language asserting dominance. Charley, too, had a good feeling about here. Every couple of steps, the brute hiked up his leg to mark another tree, and with a grin he urged his mate to do the same. The further into the glade they went, the harder his heart thrummed in his chest. This was it, he just knew it. 
       "A-Aspen! I think this could be our kingdom, Angel."
More than just weary words, paws eager to stop, Charley really felt good about this place. If he didn't and Aspen didn't he would walk till his paws dropped off, but he had a feeling they wouldn't need to.  They were hugging close to the summit that covered the southernmost side of the glade, and before long, the ragged male had come across an opening in the stone. It was tall enough for him to go into, but based off of the tangled branches around it, the entrance was well hidden from the lazy eye. Peeking his head in and taking a few steps forward, he again turned and called to his wife. Stepping in, he padded forwards into the tunnel. There was a faint light farther, and when he reached it found it was only a hole in the ceiling, too small for anyone to fit through but big enough to light the way and provide air deeper within.
                   "Do you wanna check this out for the inner circle wolves, maybe? No Commoners allowed in here, eh?"
The messy-furred man stopped and turned his blue eyes back to Aspen, joking, but the idea forming in his mind as something more permanant.