Golden Glade /trepəˈdāSH(ə)n/

Much happened very fast, and the King found himself dodging out of the way and crowding the den with his brute frame. Gulping, ear and a half fanning back, tongue swiping his jaws in anxiety, Alder looked to Sylvas -- his strong presense in the tunnels was a welcome one. Heartha's command rang in his ears, but he didn't know what she was looking for, where to look, and didn't have the eyesight to look for such tiny-detailed things like herbs. 

                      "I-I couldn't find an herb if I tried -- I'm gunna go babysit Bramble and Tulip. Help Heartha with whatever she needs, and, Sylvas.... Stay with her, and get her what she needs. Step foot nowhere else but her tunnel and the path to outside, but she needs you to be her Guardian now more than ever. I'll let Aspen know." 

Turning to Heartha as the highest ranked wolf in his absence, he let her know her place and what was going on just to be sure.

                                           "Dame, this Gentry is at your command as long as you need him to be -- use him as you need to help. I'll be with the kids, and when you get back I'll search out Estelle."

With his commands given, the King nudged both of them in support, wishing to give them the strength he couldn't find to help the Baronetess, Alder slipped out of the den and trotted briskly towards his youngest born children.

Alder out! Feel free to continue as long as you guys want, of course!