Broken Antler Fen Getting Acquainted

Ambrosia nuzzled his shoulder gently with her long furred, soft black face, hoping to comfort him. Her ears lay back sadly, a soft whine just barely escaping from her throat. She shifted on her paws, tense and uncomfortable with the feelings she was experiencing right now. She was used to feeling things for her daughter, but anyone else? It'd been a year at least since Ambrosia had had a friend, and the she-wolf was definitely feeling the effects of that.  "I don't believe you'll be like that. You are obviously filled with emotion and kindness. You're right, nobody should close themselves off from it. I know I did, and I'm paying for it now." She spoke softly as she pressed against his side supportively, her long tan and black fur mingling with his grey.