It had been quite some time since Ambrosia had set foot on the mainlands. The journey from the islands to the shore of the mainland wasn’t a long one, and it was one she had accustomed herself to, despite how few times she had made the trek. The slender, blue-furred creature shook out her sleek coat as she drew herself up the beach, her paws making clear imprints in the sand as she moved. It felt strange to be away from the islands she’d been born on, the ones her family had always known as home, but she knew unfamiliar lands often held treasures valuable enough to be worth the expended energy.

That was just but one thing the sea was valued for -- the treasures that it brought. Often when low tide hit, she and her family would spend hours scouring the shoreline for anything left behind by the waves. Finding much of anything was a rarity, but it was worth the time spent doing it, for when they did find treasures they were valuable indeed. Today, though, she wasn’t in search of what the sea brought, but rather things hidden deeper inland. She cast a longing look toward the horizon, where the sea met the sky and meshed in a blurry wave of blue-grey, before turning her attention back inland and beginning her journey into the unknown.

The long stretch of beach that lay before here, which seemed to stretch for miles on each side, was unlike any she'd ever seen before. The sand was dark as coal, gleaming and shimmering a sharp ebony, almost blinding against the gleam of the midday sun. Ambrosia briefly narrowed her eyes as she wandered further up the shoreline, wondering how far she'd need to travel to find anything worth returning home with.

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The obsidian beach was something Vali had traveled to in her younger days, but not for a long time. Even so, the beauty of the black, glinting stones was absolutely fascinating and enrapturing; it brought a smile to the alpha's face. What she was not expecting to see, however, was a creature on the black sand. A... wolf... that was... blue? The teals of the wolf were honestly quite beautiful; it was the same shades one might find in the ocean, down to the paler colors of the froth of waves. She wavered on the decision whether to approach or not - should she? Should she not? It seemed like her choice would be taken away, as any moment the blue wolf might spot her. So instead, she called out. "Greetings, stranger. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The burning heat radiating off the sand was enough to make Agria want to sweat, well at least jump into the blue waters ashore. In the distance she would see a piece of the ocean literally form itself from the sands, and she would be immediately interested. A jump in her step she would hurry to the creature now letting the heat of the day slip into the back of her mind. She would approach the two, completely ignoring the other woman who was already speaking to the creature from the ocean. "Mmm... My." She hummed in admiration, "Look what the ocean pissed out." She gave a wink to the lady, always that evil grin taped from one ear to the other. She would then notice the alphaess she had nearly run over, shooting her an instant glace of "bitch, please" and looking her up and down. "Oh, I'm sorry. Was I... In-ter-up-ting?" A returning smile once again, she giggled, nudging her shoulder towards the woman but not touching her. "I just can't stop..." She then looked the blue gal up and down too, "Looking at a beauty such as you." Agria wasn't interested in a relationship with a woman, but her actions sometimes showed otherwise. It was just her entire personality to flirt with any living being. She acted like she had never seen an odd colored wolf even though she was one. How was blue so much better than pink? Walk "Talk" Think

The loose band of wolves she had grown up with hadn't been terribly social; not with outsiders, at least. Ambrosia had been raised to be self-sufficient and independent, and part of her expected the same of most wolves. That was why the sudden approach of a stranger surprised her, though she didn't outwardly show it. She wore a faint smile instead of showing alarm, her tail flicking behind her as she observed the white-coated female. It was rare she saw someone with such a striking coat - to her, blues and greens were common fur colors, and white was unusual. Her gaze lingered for a long moment before she tilted her head slightly to the side. "Beautiful, indeed," Ambrosia admitted, her voice tinged with a very slight - and very faint - accent. It made her sweet tones seem a touch exotic, though not downright foreign. "I can't say I've ever seen sand of such a color." It'd been some time since she'd made her way to the mainland; perhaps it wasn't that uncommon. She had no idea.

She hardly had a moment to deduce what sort of wolf this white beauty might be before she heard the approach of another. This one had an even stranger color, a vibrant pink, and Ambrosia couldn't help but let her eyes widen in appreciation. It was a shame she couldn't sling her over her shoulder and take her back home to barter with. She sure would fetch a good price, she thought to herself, her lips turning up slightly in a wider smile now. It seemed like the newest arrival was giving her a similar look, if she wasn't mistaken. "Well, if that isn't the strangest way I've ever been greeted," Ambrosia teased Agria, raising her brows slightly in appraisal. Her gaze lingered on her for a moment before dancing over to Vali, wondering how to proceed. "Do the two of you lovely ladies live nearby?" Perhaps at least she could get a feel for the land before entering it blindly.

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