Maybe it's all part of a plan

His sister kissed his head and he tossed her a classic wink, nearly missing her when he flopped to the earth. He grinned at her when she told him that he complained too much. Well of course he did, when there was nothing good to do. He could only stand around for so long before the urge to push and pull on someone else took over. He rumbled lightly as Roselin put a paw on his chest, a brow raising at her in a mock challenge. Leaning forward he tried to nibble gently on the appendage before she flopped beside him. She nuzzled into his chest and he tugged on her ear in reply, before he started to groom her pale forehead. Ambrose knew that she was bored as well, it had been at least a week or two before they ran into someone to tear into. Humming thoughtfully between his licks, he stopped and rolled over. When his companion jumped over his form he eyed her in amusement, grinning when she told him once again that he complained too much. "Maybe my whining brought out a little treat..."

He could feel her at his side as always, and extension of his own body. They moved as one, stopped as one, attacked as one. Both sets of green and blue eyes focused on the tiny woman, and he could feel the energy pulsing off his sister. Feeding off of each others energy, a smooth chuckle flowed from his lips at his counterparts words. "No, it doesn't often help. You see, little dear, we are higher than anyone who would even think of coming to save you." Scowl was set on his stony face as he moved from Ros' side, attempting to circle around the tiny beast. She let out a single stumbling word, bringing a mixture of a laugh and growl from his throat. He didn't miss his sisters approval, her okay to move on with this. Standing slightly behind her and to her own left, Ambrose left Roselin on the other side. They were both boxing her in, her only escape now to run into the river. But oh no, running would be a mistake. They would be faster, and they would catch her. A lopsided grin was presented at the dame, the poor little doe who couldn't even get her legs to work. "Now, tiny beasty. You have an option here, you can come with us willingly and serve us, or we can fight you for that right. Its up to you little darling, but I think you know what the better option would be." His grin spread wider as he took a single step towards her, hackles raising in excitement. His gaze shot briefly to Ros, leaving the explaining up to her. She could tell the tiny being what she would have to do for them, while he licked his chops. He knew that she probably wouldn't fight them, but a part of him could dream.

"Burn Baby Burn"