Grouse Thicket king of the road

It felt for a second like Ambrose might have been criticizing her for leaving Red Rock- but his confession turned to be more one of committiment, then anything. He'd wanted a pack- and she'd wanted to wander along with no responsibility. He'd always been the one who'd been more cut out for pack life, out of the two of them, but things had changed once Niamh had found a pack that could actually appeal to her. So if she could find a pack that could do that for her, it would be easy enough for Ambrose. She'd just have to believe that he wouldn't quit on her.

She snickered when he mentioned that they'd been equals, and she nodded, but thumped her shoulder against his. "We have been. Unfortunately, ya gotta kinda start at the bottom, pal. I can't like...Y'know, abuse all this magnificent power I've been given and stick you in right next to me in the ranks," She said. "But if I know you- and I'm purdy sure I do- you'll be sittin' pretty in no time." She said.