Broken Antler Fen Ghost Girl

I could imagine!

 With a last wistful glance over the border and to the unknown beyond, Ambrosia stepped closer to Sebastian. She rubbed her head against his charcoal shoulder with a happy sigh. Her baby might be all grown up, but it didn't mean she was alone. Now the tawny woman had to find the balance in which she spent time with her daughter, now the yearling had better things to do.
            "I suppose I should be glad to have a pack to care about me again, it's just such an odd thing to adjust to after an entire year. I'll make sure I let her know too."