Golden Glade mission #1.3

Alder was just about to bring yet another peace offering to his wife - this time, he'd tracked his way to the basin to catch a pair of large fish for both his mothers - and had gotten to the entrance when the call rang out. Damn it all to hell. The King had been admittedly grumpy since Aspen's scolding of him, and he intended to warn off Eden from his wife all together the next time he saw her. 

Dropping the fish in a cache den just a few paces inside, the brute squeezed around and took off briskly to the call - this better be good. He sped up until he raced through the forest, and he was not shy in the raising of his tail, hackles, and head; today was one of those days where he felt his ego needed a boost. 

As by the laws of his own making, however, she wasn't over the borders - she was to be treated at least neutral. He slowed as he came to the edge of the thick, fire-lit forest, stopping on the borders directly and fixing the stranger with a turned face that let him take her in with his only seeing blue eye. He stayed silent, head held high and demanding.