Phantom Hollow New wolves

Memories flashed before Ambrosia's eyes and, on instinct, she shot herself between Malice and Brandy, fur spiked out in fear but hovering over her daughter. Her tail stayed low, her head down, but she wasn't about to let her daughter get hurt; alphas or not. She stayed silent, but her eyes were wild with the fire of a mother protecting her baby. The orange-tan she-wolf shook slightly as she listened to the male speak. staying quiet at first. "I could be a spy, I learn quickly. I could heal, if I was taught how to. I can hunt. You show me how to do what you need done. " Ambrosia replied in a polite, but quiet voice. She was still unsure about this pack, but she knew this could eventually all be forgotten.