Golden Glade do you ever think of me?

Blood dripped from his muzzle as his paws swiftly carried him to the entrance of the Inner Circle tunnels, the fur from the hare tickling at his nose as he crossed over the threshold of the tunnels. Knowing he was yet to truly earn his place within the Court to venture through these parts, Sylvas knew he was allowed only to Eden's den. And in truth, Eden's den was the only location the mercenary had on his mind. Soon he would be a father and Eden, a mother. Excitement filled the male as he turned a familiar corner, gradually coming to the opening of his mate's den. A smile was blocked through the meal within his mouth, a meal brought especially for Eden as he slowly decided to poke his head around the entrance, amber eyes searching for the ivory form of his mate.