Golden Glade Paint it black

Paws beat quickly against the ground as Sylvas raced his way to the other side of the borders edge, his golden eyes were wide as he made his way toward Eden's distant call. 'What was going on?' The large male panted as he finally approached the scene, his gaze falling upon a shocking sight as he watched his wife and now the Duchess of the court grappling with an outsider. A low growl erupted from the male's throat, fur bristling on end as his paws quickly dashed forward to join the unfolding conflict.

As the mercenary came closer, a loud snarl bellowed from him as he leapt into action, pearly fangs revealed as he attempted to bring them down upon the troublesome female, hopefully aiming to make contact with her rump or back.