Golden Glade caregiver #1.3

Alder was on one of his rare trips from the children - one that kept him within the borders, this time - and patroling the borders. They were thicker with his scent than ever, and he was pleased to note that all four of the newest member's scents' were also a part of it. He was happy to pad along and hike his leg up to piss every couple of feet - until Eden's worried call rang out for the King. Fear pierced his heart - from where he was, it sounded like she was nearer the tunnels than where she was - and at once he turned and galloped her way. 

He found her pacing, hackles prickled in anxiety. 
 
                      "Eden! What's wrong?"

His one good eye swept around the area, but there was nothing wrong - not to his untrained blue eye. His worry swiftly devolved into confusion - what was wrong? Was something wrong with HER?

                                                 "Are you okay?"