Golden Glade Hells Angels

At Onai's greeting, Alder sneered -- by now he had indeed picked up on who the shadowy brute was, and not at all happy -- but allowed Aspen to tend to him as she saw fit. The King was not as protective over Rowan as a father should be, really, but it could also be assumed that his mother would watch after the cub, too: mothers tended children, fathers protected borders. He snarled his title and position with pride, coldly -- letting him know that he had no place here before his pale sister could even voice her wishes. What he'd done to her was punsihable by death, and as somebody not a part of the Court he wouldn't even get a trial; Alder could kill him right now without a word against it. 

                   "Her husband, the father to her children, and the King of the Golden Glade."

The pup himself didn't care much at Aspen's scolding -- he didn't respect his father and, furthermore, he hated him -- standing tall beneath her as he was until she'd turned away. His tiny pink nose had poked forward at first, ears fanning forward to explore Uncle Onai, but upon his Mum's verbal lashing, it retreated as his ears again folded back and his ruby eyes peeked up to her in confusion. You are not a part of this family, Onai. Some harsh feelings were clearly between his mother and Onai, and Rowan momentarily wondered if, like Rose picked on him, someone had picked on the other -- did they grow up together? Did he pick on her later in life? Some of her next words cleared up things, but he was still confused -- if Onai was family, why did he not live with them? Knowing better than to speak up now, however, the little Prince turned and trotted along after his mother as she departed. 

Alder, on the other hand, ws relishing in his wife's rejection of her brother -- at her command, his fangs again bore, and the brute took an imposing step forward. Shalon's words were the only thing that kept him from lunging without a warning -- his Duchess' opinion was to be valued, after all, especially as she was practically his sister by now -- and he decided to add a few more of his own for personal benefit:

                                         "Y'heard Aspen. She doesn't forgive you, and you don't get a chance of her forgiveness. This is your last chance to live -- leave my Court and don't ever fucking come back, Onai, or I'll rip your throat from your body and leave you to rot."