It ain't good enough to try and not succeed

I have had worse. Pump didn't need a proof for that - Ragnar's overall appearance spoke for itself. Fights and conflicts, unless inevitable were not for the wolf-dog. The only outcome from them was getting harmed, going through a long healing process and being handicapped for quite a long time. Therefore she felt a bit glad that she had both the white beast and Gavriil for the task. Not much of a fighter, when alone, but a ferocious beast, if provoked and in a group.

The mention of Thistle brought up a matter she had wanted to talk with him for quite a while. Since they had become mates - she had observed the two lovebirds for a while. The ease of how the northman had accepted the fact that she would give birth to children that were not his own was amazing and seemed a bit far-fetched too. Therefore she suspected that there were some things she didn't know.

"I have thought about your offer," she began, however her tone of voice told that she was in no hurry to explain herself further now. "You have been a loyal packmate and a worthy asset to the group," Pump said and from this perspective there didn't seem to be any flaws in Ragnar's overall description. "However, there are few matters, where I believe that you haven't been entirely honest with me," she looked him briefly in the eyes and then averted her gaze, thus telling that this was going to be a neutral conversation.

"Did you have any involvment in getting Thistle pregnant?" there it was. A simple question, which wouldn't change anything. She just needed to quench her curiosity.