A place to call home (border acceptance)

Now that Bjorn was doing such a good job in protecting the borders Pump felt a bit of a rivalry with him. She was no fool, she saw his potential and if he kept up like this, once again he would come to her to request the rank he would have rightfully earned. However, she was not ready to grant his wish. He didn't know him that well to trust him fully. It was a common truth that there was no greater rivalry than between the two top ranks and at the same time Pump wanted to be sure that she could rely on him, if it was ever neccessary to do so.

Therefore she was not far from the borders either, when she heard the summoning howl. The same instant she was up on her feet and running towards the exact place and it was no suprise that the white warden was there already, looking a bit confused. Understandably so - the scent of the stranger was strong in the air, but the bearer of it was nowhere to be seen. She greeted Bjorn silently and then went past him, sniffing the ground to find the caller, feeling tense and ready to defend herself any moment.