He was soon joining her upon the shore, and Ambrosia found a gentle calmness in this. He was safe, and he was sound. He didn't appear to be cold or to have lost any of his warmth, and as he was ever the gentleman, when he shook out his pelt he moved a few feet from her. The end result had him appearing just as she, with spikey tufts of fur here and there. But while it did not darken her own pelt colour, seeing as she was mostly white- it did infact alter his own. His earthy tones were darkened considerably, and others were infact lightened. It created a stark contrast against him, his fire eyes finding her own as he approached her slowly. Ambrosia did not know what to expect, but she certainly didn't expect the gesture he gave her then. For while she had touched him once before, in the greeting of the Angels, and he had not reacted badly- it was obvious he was unfamiliar with most if not all of their ways.

And the simple fact that when he sat beside her so close, allowing his thick tail to wrap around her in the fashion of her own white tail- she couldn't help the way wamrth seemed to blossom within her chest. There was also a certain comfort taken when he laid his jaw against her forehead, her bright gaze immediately finding its closure in that moment. Almost subconsciously, she pushed gently against his frame, enjoying the touch and warmth she found there. It was not often that Ambrosia was given to boughts of affection, with her family or even any other. The only she had truly felt comfortable in being so close to was Andromeda- for truly her Mother was her role model through and through. Often things boiled down to the stardusted Queen, for the young wolf adored her Mother above almost all things.

But the comfort and warmth she found with Sorcier was something new and something else entirely. Was this what it felt like to find your soul, to find that other part of you? Of course it wasn't that- Ambrosia was broken, lacking the other half of her whole, but this sensation was simply indescribable. It could only be a blessing for others to find their imprints and feel such a way, because it had to be even better than.. this. But this was something she did not want to let go of or see float away. No. It showed in the way she nuzzled slightly closer to him for a moment, embracing him in her own fashion, before a gentle sigh was soon to slip past her lips. The sigh came in content, in wonder, and in the fact she knew it would end all too soon the moment she pulled away. It was with reluctance that she did, her violet gaze once again opening to find his own topaz, so entraced with flames that danced within. She didn't know why, but the words simply came from her.

"Thank you, Sorcier.." It was as much a thank you for his touch, for his warmth as it was for his simple presence. She couldn't seem to.. express her gratitude enough toward him, though she didn't exactly know how to go about it. Ambrosia waS always thankful for all things, but she had never felt the need to.. express it, as she did so much with him. Perhaps this was just something else entirely. And though she did not want to, she slowly pulled away from him and turned her frame to face the island they had come to, her expression bright and inquisitive as it found him again. "I'd like to have a look around and.. would like if you did too." Simple words for a simple situation, and yet it was beyond a complexity she had ever known. Regardless, she was going to make the most out of it, and enjoy herself much as she could. The young wolf didn't think it would be a problem, not at all when she had Sorcier at her side.