Twelve billion light years from the edge

Ragnar had told Pump about accepting two young wolves - a male and the female - in the pack and, even though she hadn't spoken to them in person, she had observed them from afar, when the opportunity inbetween her busy schedule had allowed to do that. The girl seemed more open and active, but her companion not that much.

Her moment of still and quiet was disturbed by pounding footsteps and loud splash, when someone jumped in the water. Pump squinted her eyes, when some of the water droplets hit her muzzle and in th eyes, therefore she shook her coat and blinked few times, before trying to locate, who was to blame for that. As it turned out it was one of the newcomers. "Cooling off?" she adressed the white she-wolf.