Thoughts of her past week flooded through the ebon vixen's mind. The happy. The surprised. The horror. Fear had consumed her body when it happened, but now wasn't the time to have a flashback of what happened mere days ago. I needed to forget what happened and move on, it wasn't everyday something like this happened, so why would it happen again? The thought of the threat made by him made Ambrosia shiver in slight horror and disguist, yet she decided to pad along. Dirt clung to her pads as her inky frame silently moved on into the darkness of the forest. Acuate thorns brushed against her silky pelt, some getting caught and pulling at her skin, drawing intricate crimson lines across the paleness underneath the darkness. Dark satellites perked as Ambrosia tried to make out a sound in the silent area, but only the occasional sound of a chirp of a cricket singing would reach her perfect auds, giving her a relief to know she wasn't deaf. Exotic emerald luminaries sliced through the shadows as the treeline came into sight, and along with it, another aroma that caused the beta to tense.
Breathing in the cologne of the hessian that stood outside of Bright Moon's borders, the dark-hued beta raised her banner to show her authority, halting just before the light could announce her presence. Ambrosia's muscular body was hidden in the darkness, the wind blowing towards her rather than away-Giving her the lovely advantage of surprise, and enough time to analyze just what she was dealing with. Narrowing her gaze, she let them travel over the brute's frame, taking in every bulk and curve, noting that he would put up a fight.. Not that she couldn't take him if she wanted to, but the male's aura foretold nothing of any danger, and for that she was greatful.
Slowly, Ambrosia let her legs gracefully carry her into sight of the male. At first she said nothing, her gaze holding the stranger's evenly as she closed the distance between them with each swift step. She could feel her own muscles contracting due to the tenseness, which only showed just how serious she was. The expression on her facade showed that she was going straight to business, and would probably show no kindness at all. Ambrosia's never been the kind soul of the pack, but it was her Warrior demeanor that got her to the second-in-command position, and considering Tamlin was once again away on another idiotic challenge, she was left in control of the borders. Ambrosia was going to leave the kindness to Venga, if these two ever had the chance to meet. Within only seconds she was upon the male, her aura practically more than intimidating. Although anyone could notice that she wouldn't attack unless her opponant made a move. "Well, what are you waiting for? Shouldn't you be submitting by now?" Her tone was serious. It wasn't meant to sound mean, but if that was the way that he took it.. Then so be it.
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