Golden Glade Whispering Waters

Aspen was woken by her eldest son's voice. "Mum," he spoke softly offering her a smile to which she retured offering him a gently lick on his head before he spoke again asking if she would go for a walk with him. "Of course Rowan," she spoke softly shifting gently so as not to wake the others. They would be alright without her for a while.

She padded down the tunnels with Rowan following close behind until they had gotten out from the tunnels to which he then darted ahead of her growling playfully. Aspen chuckled softly before beginning to take short strides at a faster pace to keep up with him. Which was not hard to do considering he was tiny but she liked to let him believe sometimes that he was the fastest.

She noticed exactly where they were heading but before she could offer a word of warning he tripped over a root. Aspen trotted over looking concerned the pond just off to her left side now. "My son, are you alright?" she spoke softly nudging him gently hopefully to put him in a position where he could better see where they were. 

She had been the only one who knew of this place until now, but she saw no reason not to share this place with her children at least. Perhaps it could serve the same purpose to them as it did to her. A place to think  and a place where she could be alone and out of the eyes of the rest of the pack and stress that often came with ruling a kingdom such as their own.