Ambrosia

As you approach Ambrosia, you notice that she is drawing something in the dirt with a claw. As you reach her, you ask her what she’s drawing. Ambrosia looks over to you, “Oh. I’m drawing my siblings.” She murmured, voice barely being heard. You take note of the three shapes of pups running around a tree. You ask her where her siblings are. Ambrosia frowns before sighing, “They’re not here anymore. They passed on before they got to grow up with me. It was during a famine, there wasn’t enough food and everyone just got.. distracted.” She explained. “My siblings wandered off to try and find food. And then they all went down one by one.” The shewolf raises a paw, crossing out the shapes of the pups one by one. “I’m the only surviving pup of my mother’s second litter. It scares me, and it still does, at the thought that I’m completely alone but Lania is there for me.” She smiles softly, “Lania is like me, her sibling passed away while she was young as well. It reminds me that I’m not always alone, its a nice thought, isn’t it?” She asks. Lania trots over, “Ambrosia, do you want to do some hunting practice?” The older shewolf asks, not seeming to notice your presence. Lania’s ears perk up as she turns her attention to you, “Greetings, traveler!” Lania barks. “I wouldn’t mind doing practice.” Ambrosia chirped. Lania nodded her head, turning and trotting away, Ambrosia following close by.

Ambrosia, an adolescent of the pack. She is the only surviving pup of Light’s second litter and just so happens to be the runt. She has some traits from her mother, such as her cool, quiet personality and care for others around her. She is more soft spoken than her mother and tends to rely on those around her for comfort, though is very cautious and not afraid to fight though it is the last option she resorts to. She gets along best with Lania and sees the older shewolf as a sister as both of them had siblings who passed away while both were young.