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Timelines...? PAH!

Okay so he hadn't charmed a stranger to get in to the pack, he'd just found Niamh, but that had worked. Was it cheating? Maybe. Was Bruges also cheating? Most likely; Ambrose knew his brother well enough to expect as much, but he wasn't thinking about the bet right this second. During the day, sure. It was evening now though, and he was taking a breather. The air was cooling just a little, althoug humidity still hung like a wet cloth in the air, and he had half a mind to find his sister for some more catching up when he heard a call. 

It sounded like someone was throwing a party. No wonder Niamh liked it here so much! It was beautiful, and they weren't afraid to have a little fun!

His tail was whisking behind him as he sought out the voice, and eventually arrived just after Towhee — but he didn't see her at first. The sunset had begun to transition the sky through an array of deep pinks while the few clouds became counter-shaded in reds and then purples, and it caught Amrose's eye. He was watching the clouds drifting and staring in awe up at the glorious colors, at least until he got close enough to make out Towhee's figure and just beyond that, Fire's. They were both familiar for different reasons.

Hello! He greeted cheerfully, but at this point he'd stopped staring at the colorful sky and was watching the two of them, wondering if this was supposed to be a girls night or maybe a date, which maybe he wasn't invited to after all. Am I intruding?