Horizon Ridge ~Singing softly to the empty night~

Few days had passed, since Pump's last conversation with the white beast. She hadn't forgotten his proposition, as well as her own promise to grow, to change, in order to be a good leader, in order to become a queen. It was not easy to overcome the reserved manner she was used to harbor to any wolf. It also took time and a lot of effort to form relationships that could remotely be called a something like friendships, but she tried. Still not well enough to organize hunts, she contributed to the pack, doing frequent scavenger hunts along the shore and bringing back whatever scraps of food she could find. Odd, but it had become important for her to share with her gains - the old Pump would have scoffed at this kind of generosity.

She had also kept an eye on Bjorn, occasionally observing him from afar, trying to figure him out and looking for solid reasons to trust him. He was a strong and experienced wolf, no doubt, but it was also clear that he was a bit "too stiff" to bow to anyone. She was no fool either and sensed a possible competition for the crown in the future. Not yet, of course, since all of their fates were yet unclear, however... he didn't seem like a person, who would be happy being Beta for long and Pump knew already that she would not be willing to give up her current rank without a fight.

Pump had been hiding some scraps of meat, when she heard a melodious call. She had got quite used to being summoned to borders, because all of a sudden this place had become appealing in stranger's eyes and they were willing to join. She finished her job and then padded to the exact location and was pleased to see that Bjorn was doing his job and had already taken matters in his hands. The only thing left to do here was to join. "Bjorn, what do we have here?" she called out to the white wolf from afar and approached the two in a confident manner. She regarded the she-wolf with a careful look, but did not speak to her yet, waiting for the warden's verdict.