Broken Antler Fen Members Unite!

Ambrosia stayed where she was huddled under the tree, listening to the others and feeling very lonesome. Her lemon eyes watched each as they spoke, trying to determine who she would likely get to be friends with. She couldn't help but notice that most were female.... No matter, soon enough they would have a thriving and balanced pack here at Broken Antler Fen. She just hoped jealousy wouldn't play a part in this pack as others she'd joined, Ambrosia had no wish to leave this place and find yet another new pack. Most, though, seemed pretty friendly and happy to be here as they each answered their new alpha, and the long furred she-wolf assumed all would be well once everything was a bit more settled, if anything flared up at all. She nodded at Sebastians suggestion, honestly liking it better than her own idea. She knew, no matter the name, that she would do everything in her power to stay long enough to grow old and white; even die right here in Broken Antler Fen.