The allies of Diveen do indeed seem to have a trend. With each pack she has visited- fores, mountain, and now swamp; a wolf has been quick to heed her call and greet her. With Taviora came the lovely Leafshadow, her brother, and a dark wolf who lived nowhere and sought a home. They had all exchanged words, and with the information granted she had then left for her next place. With Spirane came the young Prince Viserion, albeit younger than her but quite knowledgeable and outgoing himself. He had been pleasant company, and not soon would she forget him. With Iromar, violet irises spy a large black frame marked in white and red, with intense and vibrant emerald eyes that reminded her of the wolf Tobias. This wolf, however, held no affiliation with him and Ambrosia knew that. Thoughts will be what they will be, of course, and she is not a wolf to hinder any sort of variation of them.

Dominance rolls off the dark female in waves, and though it is obvious there is no threat that accompanies such a thing. The other wolf is almost as tall as the pale girl, but she is thicker and obviously much more powerful. Not to say Ambrosia lacks in this area, but if anything, she does indeed carry an aura of peace and relative ease. She seeks to be advisor, after all, not an assassin or leader of warriors. In respect and her natural friendly demeanor, the mostly white wolf is dipping her slender skull down once, before confidently meeting the green gaze of the mostly black wolf. When she speaks, her voice is truly as sweet as her namesake; again, such a contrast against the one that stands before her. Where they are rough she is smooth, though it does not a thing to deter her or bring bad thoughts. "You are quite right, Aithne, Empress of Iromar. I would be Ambrosia, of Diveen." A pleasant and most sincere smile accompanies her words as the truth radiates our from her very being. Never has the white wolf of the angels and the stars had any reason to lie, nor would she ever.

Honesty and kindness were the basis of all things in life, and one did well to remember such things in the presence of others. That, and manners. Manners were a very, very important thing. Which was why Ambrosia so freely and willingly offered her next words in explanation for her visit, for Aithne knew all too well she was not here to stay. "I am here on behalf of Diveen, having visited each of our allies in Moladion. You are my last to meet with before I return home, where I hope that with the information I bring home, I may ascend the position of Advisor to my Aunt and Uncle- Queen and King- and in our futures my cousins and their children." Before she rambles on for far too long, the girl pauses for a moment to allow the information to settle and sink in. She does not wait too long though, for she indeed does have much to say. "What I seek is any sort of valuable or viable information that would help strengthen the ties between Iromar and Diveen. I have been to Taviora, and spoken with them about the young Siren and her life there. I think of the wolves of the forest as extensions of my own family, and I would ask for what you might know about such a thing. I do not aim to meddle, only to understand and bring forth that very same understanding to others."

It is a mouthful, that is a given, but this is the exact purpose of her presence here this day. She is to be adviser to not only her Queen and her King, but then to her entire pack, her entire family as a whole. She must know all that she possibly could, help them all in ways that she possibly could, and bring forth a time where all minds could be at ease and at rest. There were many things for her to aspire for, and her eager and genuine sincerity in this was not lost in her features or her body language. Even while she was kept relaxed and neutral, the power and beauty of her intellect knew no bounds when it came to matters of the family. Matters of the heart meant everything to her, and such care shone in the bright violet irises flecked with orange and an emerald that mirrored the green that stared back at her.