Golden Glade introductions.

Alder, an ever vigilant guardian for his fire-kissed lands, was galloping his way towards the woman's scent before she called out in excitement. Tail curling over his back, hackles flaring in the least bit, the King strode up to the visitor with a curious fan of both ears. As always, he approached from the left of callers so that his only remaining eye could rake across the pack-smelling woman. At first, his heart skipped a beat - was she here to tell him that the strange white woman was pregnant -- no, it was a different pack, not one from around the area. In fact, it wasn't one he knew at all. 

That was a good thing, right?

                               "Who are you, and what can I do for you?"

His deep voice rang out as soon as his eyes found her, niether aggressive or friendly. She'd called to Eden specifically - what the hell did she want?