Twelve billion light years from the edge

Pump wasn't a person, who held a grudge for too long, unless it was a very serious matter. Getting wet wasn't one of them, but she accepted Julooke's apology with a light nod and then took some steps back in order to let the girl get rid of the excess water in her coat.

"Julooke," she repeated, memorizing the odd name (but after meeting a lot of wolves with names that sounded strange, she didn't even care to feel surprised or curious), and then added, "that much I knew." Thus pointing out the pack, that even though she wasn't always present, when joining took place, she knew all about it.

"Pump," she introduced herself. "How is your friend doing?"