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Climbing these rocks was easier than Pump had thought. Her heart beated a little faster and the tips of her toes tingled a little, because the fear she had experienced during the rockslide hadn't gone away completely. Yet this seemed the right time to overcome it - she didn't like to be seen as weak and, if she had survived the bear attack, she could survive climbing this hill of rubble that was left from the rockslide.

Pump was startled a little, when she heard Gavriil calling her, but she quickly regained balance and turned swiftly to face him. "Is he really that bad?" she yelled back, but made her way back to the packmate, since she wasn't entirely comfortable with long-distance conversations. "I haven't heard a single good word about him telling me that he is a nice, happy-go-lucky, pleasant fellow that is fun to have around. Not even that he is cute and fluffy," she became thoughtful though, because the last two were a bit far-fetched even for Ragnar.