Horizon Ridge For the Heart

Gavriil followed her close behind, preferring to keep a polite distance from her. At first Pump appreciated that, enjoying the fact that she was in charge, but then it grew a bit disturbing, because she had this obssesive need to look back every other minute to check, if the newcomer was still there and wasn't far too far off. "Come and walk, where I can see you," she told him, stopping to let him catch up with her. "Otherwise I feel like you will pounce every other minute," that was true - she didn't particularly like the feeling of being tracked. "No offence intended - a personal quirk," she added quickly, in case he misunderstood her and would get all weird because of that.

"A decent bunch - but you will have to find out more about them yourself," she said. Pump had her own opinions of packmates and truth to be told she didn't know them that well either. Only from what she had seen. "There is a healer - Thistle cloud - a sepia colored female, then we have a Kennedy - he is black like me, there is a big white beast, named Bjorn - he is a new addition, I don't know him good, so I suggest you to be careful too, and then some more - harmless, but keep to themselves," she finished. That was all the help she would offer him - he would have to do meet-and-greet part on his own.