Let's play a game

"Really?" Pump cast a curious side-glance at her friend, who didn't look like a person, who would enjoy swimming. At least that was what she had thought. From her experience, those, who were strong and agile on land did very poorly in the water. Her included. Up until a certain age she had loved all the joys rivers and lakes could bring to a young pup, but not anymore. This is, what happens, when you grow up. "They couldn't get me out of the water either, when I was small," she shared this little piece of her past, which didn't seem that significant.

"This is good - the plan is to drive them to the shore and in the water," she explained. "Some will stay on the coast and some will have to go after it herd it towards the hunting party," Pump had all hammered it out. The only thing left was to get all, who could walk and run, get in the action. "You seem to have befriended Ragnar quite well," since they were patrolling the borders together, it would have been strange for them not to have formed some sort of partnership. "Any new observations I should know?"