Broken Antler Fen Getting Acquainted

Ambrosia had been so concealed in her own thoughts of Sebastian and the pack, she hadnt heard the real Sebastian approach. At the sudden voice, the orange-tan she wolf scrambled clumsily to her paws, fur growing hot as she tried not to acknowledge the dirt on her pelt or between her claws, or the way her fur ruffled the wrong way on her side. No matter what Sebastian would one day be to her, Ambrosia knew that looking ragged and messy wouldn't get her to that place. "Not at all! I just didn't hear you coming. I was a bit spaced out." The she wolf admitted to the male, laughing nervously as her yellow eyes scoured him; wondering what he was thinking as she sat and ran her tongue over her chest fluff.