A snarl from behind makes you jump, turning to meet the frighteningly bright blue eyes of the amber wolf approaching from the undergrowth. Your ears flatten against your head, taking a step back, unprepared for a fight. She, in turn, takes steps forwards, before a flicker of recognition crosses her face. With a huff, she rises out of her stance, licking her maw as she looks off to the side. "Ugh. You're one of my little brother's friends, aren't you?"
Ambrosia is one of the protectors of the pack, patrolling the area around the dens and ensuring that those within are safe and happy. She entered the pack several months after Ark had joined it together, citing a long overdue favor owed to her little brother as to why she stuck around his pack.
