Golden Glade You Make Me (5/5)

@Eden and then maybe @Bullet :) attempt for Guardian trade skill thread 5/5 somehow

The sky was painted an array of orange and warm yellows as the distant, morning sun rose over the horizon. Streiter's brown and gray fur bristling as the warmth of the sun touched his athletic form, a soft sigh escaping his muzzle as amber eyes gleamed in the morning lights wonder. The brute sat quietly, a decent distance away from the Inner Circles entrance, bushy brown and gray tail swaying at his side, gently upon the ground as he observed the view before him.

Brown ears pivoted a top his head as he listened to the song of the birds within the trees, leathery nose twitching some as a cold breeze swept by, a bitter reminder that winter was soon on its way. Having spent most of his time patrolling the borders, morning, noon and night. Streiter found himself lingering a distance away from where he was forbidden, amber eyes peering though threshold as he searched for his mate.

Eden was pacing around her den, considering her next move. She could go off and look for a meal but her energy was cut short due to the transition in her pregnancy. She could go to the cache but with that much food readily available and no one around, she might not be able to stop herself. Or she could sit and cry, something she'd been doing a lot of recently. Just as Eden was beginning to feel that all hope was lost and the entry to her den would be where she took her last breath, a familiar scent brushed against her snout: Sylvas!
The excited mother trotted around the land until he came into view, just outside of the circle, at which point she sped up, beating the ground with her paws. Once she came to him, face to face, she whined happily and nudged roughly into his side. Eden's tail wagged high and steady behind her, as she greeted her mate. Sylvas, I'm so happy to see you! I'm starving, she admitted, for he couldn't complain about it regardless. After all, it was his seed that she carried within. And it was their little faults that she felt like this. 
Eden backed away for a moment, staring at her mate with a dopey grin. Hopefully, he'd be in the mood for a walk.

Brown ears arched a top his head as he caught the sound of heavy paw-falls in the distance behind him, head tilting to the side some as they seemed to echo from within the Inner Circle tunnels. Unable to stop a smile from making its way a cross his face, Sylvas turned himself to face the entrance to then be happily greeted by his mate. Eyes closed tightly as she began to nuzzle into him, his ears twitching at her joyful whines. Oh how he'd missed her. Thankfully she was safe within the tunnels when the dark cloak of night covered the land and when morning came he would wait for her. Streiter was thankful that she had managed to prove herself first, for Streiter preferred it this way, until the day he could join her.

Having caught the fact that his mate was hungry, Sylvas gave her a gentle lick to her cheek, the young male standing to all fours as he nudged Eden affectionately once more, ”I've missed you too.” He offered her a loving smile, amber eyes looking her over as he noticed her increase in size around the middle, ”If my love is hungry..” He gave her another lick before adding, ”.. then would m'love like to go for a short stroll? As I may be able to find something to sedate your hunger whilst we walk.” He offered a wolfish grin, tail giving a playful wag behind him.

Eden was estatic, partially because of Sylvas's presence, but also due to his promise of food. I'd love that she assured him but only if you give me a chance to catch something. She winked playfully before nudging him again and waiting for him to lead the way.
Of course, she wouldn't actually be catching anything, but that didn't change the fact that she wanted to learn. Besides, seeing her mate dive in for the kill, all muscle and strength, well it wouldn't really be a bad thing.

It was Streiter's strive to make Eden happy, especially since everything she had gone through. A smiled at her lovingly as she spoke, brown ears arching forward as not to miss a single word she spoke. He found himself letting out a light hearted chuckle, nuzzling his mate softly as she stated that he had to let her try and catch something. Amber eyes gleamed in the morning light as he looked to her, ”Of course my love.” He smirked some, admiring her enthusiasm; regardless of her current condition.

Large paws crushed the dew covered leaves that lay upon the grass as he slowly strolled forward, pausing for a momentarily to wait for his mate. A smile offered to her as he waited to begin their search for Eden's breakfast. Streiter scanning the forest ahead as his nose scented the wind and then gradually to the ground, silently deciding on which direction to go.

@Bullet you're coming up!

Eden followed happily behind Sylvas. Her bump wasn't too large yet, but it served as enough of a hindrance for her to keep up a consistent pant. She watched as Sylvas sniffed at the air, so she rolled her eyes and took the lead to the right. C'mon slowpoke she teased. Eden giggled as she turned and nosed her mate before switching back into a forth direction and marching forward in long, graceful strides.

Throws this one in and waits for @Bullet xD

Amber eyes peered over to his mate, a smirk sprawling it's way across his lips at her teasing words. He had to admit, he was going slower than usual but that was only due to his constant cautious ways. Patrolling the borders morning and night had had that effect on the male, Streiter sometimes finding it hard to loosen up and allow his guard down. In effect it was a good thing, especially how quick their pack was growing, two births and another on the way, the mercenary in training excited at the thought of his own pups being brought into the world. In a sense, it was a blessing.

Allowing a playful growl to escape his throat as she nosed him, Streiter bounded a comfortable distance from his mate, eyes watching as she strode in her own pace with him. The male focused his eyes ahead, stare searching the thicket for any sign of movement. Hopeful, he continued onward, still in search of something to sedate his mate's possible growing hunger.

Not all of her encounters were particularly awful so far here in the Teekons, but none were good either - mostly just chases, an argument or two. 

Today, however, Mayhem felt particularly devilish - she set out in this new land with a taste for blood, not understanding that it was this behavior that would get her in mighty trouble. 

The fire-coated woman strode forward into unknown lands with itching nails - eventually, voices rung out before her, and Bullet paused. A grin spread across her delicate face, more of a silent snarl of victorty than anything - when the scent of those mutts washed over her, it only grew, and without a word she slipped forward into the shadows. 

She waited only long enough for two of them to come into view - these two fully grown, unlike the last wolves shes met - before darting out with a true snarl. There was one wide white woman, undoubtedly pregnant, and a brown-hued man whom Bullet could only assume was her mate by the way he hovered beside her. 

Bullet made for the pregnant woman. 

She aimed for the legs - even Mayhem was not as cruel as to attack the children directly, but she was looking to rouse a reaction - and did her best to claw, bite, scratch, whatever before bouncing her way underneath the male - if Streiter was quick, he just might be able to grab at her tail, even a leg.

Eden cried out with pain as the vermin nipped at her ankles, specifically her scarred over leg. Ow! she yelled, whimpering as she hopped away and behind Sylvas. Falling was her main concern; the well-being of her children came before her own now. She growled and snapped at the fox but stayed safely tucked into Sylvas's fur, hidden in his shadow.

Brown ears swivelled round a top his head as the listened to the sound of the swaying foliage, amber eyes slowly scanning the leaf cover floor. As he searched the landscape, Streiter would peer over to his mate briefly, with a smile; keeping close to her side. Black leathery nose twitched slightly, nostrils flaring as the wind brought an intriguing scent to his attention. Taking his eyes away from Eden momentarily, Streiter's amber gaze stared into the brush curiously as he caught some form of movement.

A snarl. A whimper. Instantly the brute's body became tense with anger, head snapping around as the mercenary tore his gaze away from the direction he'd currently been surveying, only to find a flame colored beast snapping at the ankles of his pregnant mate. Fury erupted within the male as he heard Eden's whines and whimpers, watching as she tried to snap and bite back at the attacking pest as she attempted to retreat. Streiter feeling as Eden tucked herself into him for protection. A low growl grew within his throat until it erupted into a snarl, pearly fangs bared toward the fox as it darted underneath him, the male now attempting to keep Eden at a safe distance from the fiery creature.

As the creature bounced underneath him, the young male felt his rage spilling out from within him. An emotion that had been alien to the male, though having just witnessed someone close to him be attacked, right before his eyes and for no reason, wasn't going to be tolerated. And with that, Streiter spun his head round as quick as he could, after the swift little beast, his mouth wide open as he hoped to make some form of contact with the rascally critter. Hopefully, by its long, bushy tail or leg.

The cries of the woman might've been satisfactory, especially as she tried pathetically to defend her fat self and hid behind her mate, but it was the deep snarl of the beast brought that flutter in her chest she loved so much - the adrenaline, the uncertainty. 

Bullet darted underneath the male effortlessly, rejoicing in the uproar she'd caused and ready to take off again.

This time, however, she wasn't as fast as she should have been: Streiter whipped around and snapped his jaws at her, and when that flutter turned into fear, this game was no longer fun. Fangs scraped across her leg, searing right over the one her mother bestowed and ripping apart the skin. There was no hold, no grip, and the fire-pelted creature snarled as she darted away, but the damage was done. Crimson darkened her leg, dripping and staining the earth, and Mayhem didn't look back as she hared away. Her leg burned, and she winced, but now was clearly not the time to check on it.

Lol, Bullet out xD Continue on your merry way!

The vermin didn't actually do much damage, considering the leg was close to dead anyway. Still, Eden took advantage of the situation with loud whimpers and nudges to her mate, the theatrics painfully over the top. Oh the pain, oh! Eden cried, Please fix it Sylvas! You must kiss it better, it's the only way! She released a sly laugh and nudged into his shoulder, both proud of and incredibly intrigued by her mate. Maybe she could get used to this whole soldier vibe.

An angry stare watched as the menacing critter bounced and darted off, a low rumble sounding within his throat as he slowly licked his muzzle; the taste of blood confirming he'd caused some harm to the fiery beast. Streiter continued to glare in the direction the fox has taken off, no longer able to see it's crimson form. The fox vanishing almost as quick as she had appeared. A snort flared his nostrils as he shook his head some, round ears catching the dramatic voice of Eden, head turning as he looked to her; though a smile soon stole his away his glare as he watched her with growing amusement.

”For you anything.” He said playfully, mockingly strutting forward slightly, then moving back to Eden allowing his tongue to escape his mouth as he kissesd her cheek with a smirk, ”What does thou maiden want to do now?” He softly as he nuzzled her with his nose, ”Shall we continue in our quest for food?” Smirking some, tailing giving an enthusiastic wag behind him.

Eden grinned widely before an adamant confirmation. God yes, I'm starving she assured him, a laugh escaping her maw. C'mon slowpoke! As per usual, she darted away from her mate, waiting excitedly for his chase to give way.