Broken Antler Fen Running Never Helps

Pearl listened with concern, but not judgement - everywolf had their own demons that they dealt with in different ways. After all, she was there to help and be a friend. She patiently waited until the woman concluded her tale, being slightly put off by the fact Ambrosia had mauled her pups, but what else was a lone female with anxiety to do? 

She didn't talk for a bit, pondering her response, trying to think of one that would not set off the female, but help. "Well, I agree that what do did to protect Brandy was the right choice," she started, choosing her words deliberately, "but what you did was in the past, and you can't change that. What you can change is what you do now. You have plenty of wolves here that would gladly call you family and care for you, a luxury some don't have. You're safe here." Pearl gently covered Ambrosia's paw with her own.