Senorita sighed as she watches him go before she leans against the tree before jump into a tree and to the top as she looks up at the sky as she was thinking about things like her parents before looking down and jumps as she saw hunters and they notice the fire and the blood on the towel as Senorita growls before saying " lucky he left " before she slowly heads down to get a better look at the humans then said softly " how to get rid of these humans " as she growls to herself hearing every word they are say and they know two faces were here and on just got to the tree I am in damn foot prints she slowly keeps herself in hiding as she figures how to draw them away from her camp sight before putting something on to cover her wings and moves tree before jumping down grabs a weapon from her bag and walks in saying " found anything boys " they looked over and said " uhh this is your stuff " she said " yeah so beat it " they said " oh sorry we are going to leave right now " she said " good " as they moved right by her and took off running she scuffs and said " scary cats " as she laughs

Ambrose closed his eyes, out like a light even more quickly than he would have imagined. Hours later he awoke to a rustling sound, and seconds later a lead bullet ricochetted off of the bark right beside his face, leaving a thin blood trail on his cheek. Ambrose yelped in surprise, flailing his wings and falling out of the tree. However, he quickly regained his ability to think, whipping out his wings and landing upright. Whirling quickly he used his wings to smack the weapons away from two men, now cowering in fear. "If you are going to shoot at a sleeping target, at least AIM!" Ambrose exclaimed with a growl, knocking out both of them with a powerful whoosh of his feathers. "Can't even get some adequate sleep around here." He muttered angrily, stomping away from the unconscious men and into the forest. His shoulder burned now, and he knew he wouldn't get back to sleep. Quickly Ambrose decided to just stop walking, at a river, and stare at the water. His golden eyes reflected in the moonlit surface, seeming to glow. He felt like he had seem Senorita before... and heard the name. Ambrose just wished he remembered where.

Senorita sighed as she sat down before noticing she had no water to use for things like medicine or even drinking as she got up and grabs her bottle before walking to the river and smiles before saying " someone who is wounded shouldn't be out here alone " as she got down near to the water and fills her bottle up before saying " come let me check that wound I don't know if I got all the lead prison out " as she looks at him before patting her clothes before walking off she looks around her hearing in the woods was really good and it was bothering her cause she couldn't tell if there was a human or just animal she sighed before saying " so do you have anyone else to help you like guards, family members, or friends " as she looks at him then said " do you want some pain killers for that shoulder that way you don't have pain "

Ambrose turned his head as Senorita approached, shaking his head with a small smile at her first comment. "No kidding. Thanks for the advice." He answered with a slightly sarcastic snort, his golden eyes focusing on her blue ones as she continued talking. He knew he had seen those eyes before. He had known those eyes. Ambrose was greatly bothered by the fact he didn't remember. "You don't have to check it again... I'm feeling fine-ish, it is okay. Don't waste your time on me." He stated firmly. He never really liked being too close to others and he definitely didn't like getting help. Like most males, Ambrose did hold an air of pride. Weirdly enough, his enhanced senses were sight and smell.... as one of the most powerful dark faes he had ever met, he had special characteristics, like enhanced vision, hearing, ability to communicate with the plants and animals, and about anything else normal fae could do- plus a lot more. However, he was not showing any of that power to Senorita. Who knew what she would do... or, as he observed her, what power she had either. "No, no, no, and no. No guards, family members killed in the fight with the humans, friend..." He trailed off with a pained gaze. "I lost her too." He muttered, averting his gaze slightly. "And the last no is just a no. I don't need painkillers. I don't like taking them unless entirely neccesary." Ambrose replied in a softer tone, trying not to think about that horrible moment when he was torn away from the only friend he ever had.

Senorita looks back at him and said " then I shouldn't have wasted my time in the first place but I did so you stuck with me just let me check it and I am not telling you twice " Senorita looks away before listening and said " oh I am sorry about that" as she through about her bad past trying to remember but nothing really come to mind before saying " if you want to go you can I won't stop you but Don't expect someone to save you from the second time Getting hurt maybe you should watch who you attack " as her personality change to herself being on guard and someone could tell by the way she paces back and forth and she moving her feathers on her wings this is the point where she would be a bit snappy but doesn't mind anything as she looks through her bag and accidentally forgets to put back a picture of her parents and her best friend then said " I going hunting " as she was tired of the sounds and it drove her nuts really

Ambrose winced a little at her remark, but it was true. "Have it your way." He answered meekly, his mind filtering through flashbacks. One second, playing by the river. The next, torn apart. One memory came to mind in particular.. when his best friend gave him the silver chain he always wore. His fingers gravitated towards it to make sure it was still there, his gaze a bit far out for a moment. "I'm not leaving... I may be stubborn at times but I'm not stupid. I promise, you didn't waste your time for nothing. I'll try to stay out of trouble." He joked slightly, but it was halfhearted, especially since Senorita suddenly grew colder, looking more angry. Ambrose was sensitive to these changes- he had been ever since he met his best friend, at just a year old. She had alays had big mood swings too, but he liked that about her. Plus, when she got angry, he always managed to calm her down. As Senorita said she was going to leave he nodded absent - mindedly, but something caught his eye. That picture... Ambrose's eyes widened in surprise as he fell onto his knees, scooping the picture up from the ground as soon as the girl left. "W-what..." He mumbled quietly. Quickly his best friends face became clear in all of his memories. This... this... the fae that had s-saved him... was his best friend! He suddenly remembered her full name, as well. Everything came rushing back. Ambrose staggered upright and leaned against a tree, staring at the picture. He had found her. After all these years.

Senorita walks through the woods sighing try to calm herself down before looking at the deer herd in front of her. Senorita used her red fire power just to kill it not to cook it that way he doesn't find out what type of power she has. Senorita walks over and calms down when she touches the deer then picks it up and carrys it towards the camp again before she walk out where he was and said " why do you look like a ghost..." before noticing the picture he has in his hands and said " where did you get that picture did you go through my bag " as she didn't know that she forgot to put it back in to her bag she just through he when through it before she remembered that she didn't put it back in and she looks away and said " that picture means the world to me please don't tear it it my parents and .... friend ..I lost them all " as she try to impose herself again

Ambrose could barely move, but he ran a hand through his hair like he always did when he was stressed, nervous, or worried. When Senorita came back he jumped, startled, his gaze flashing with something... a strong emotion as he looked at her again. It was really her. Really her. "No- I.. I didn't go through your bag. It fell out and I saw it." He mumbled quietly, taking a deep breath at her last words. "Senorita, do you see that boy in the picture? You didn't lose him. That's me. Notice the golden eyes? Ever met any other fae with golden eyes?" he asked quietly, handing her the picture. "I lost my parents too. I thought I'd never see you again." Ambrose's voice cracked, his eyes showing genuine sorrow and hope. "Do you... remember me? At all?" He inquired in almost a whisper.

Senorita listening before she looks back at the picture and grabs it as she trys to figure out what to say then reply " I.. Don't know what to say I was younger then you and I lost mostly my memory but I don't know why I did realize it I been living outside of the human village so I don't see much faes but you are different then anyone I remember " before she looks up at him and said " this can't be after all these years is it really you " as she was confused but with hope and sorrow in her eyes and places the deer off her right shoulder then one that wasn't holding the picture

Ambrose's shoulders sagged slightly as he let out a long, low breath. She wasn't going to believe him, was she. Or even remember him for that matter. He had just found his best friend, but was she really... found? Or still lost. At her question he looked up, fingering his hands. "Yes, it is really me. Remeber when... you gave me this?" He asked tenatively, reaching into his shirt and taking off the delicate silver links of the chain, showing it to her.