Twelve billion light years from the edge

An outrider? A while ago Pump wouldn't have considered this kind of position useful. Why would a pack need a wolf, who spent most of the time outside the territories, when there was so much to do within. Meals didn't serve themselves after all, enemies could attack any moment and the list could go on. However, there were news that there was a movement of foreign wolves nearby and it appeared that they were going to settle somewhere. This meant that Horizon ridge wolves wouldn't be the only dwellers of the Sequoia coast and, while Pump wasn't very keen on having neighbours, it would be quite useful to send someone else to find out, who they were, and deal with them.

"That's good," Pump replied - she liked that people didn't need to be told that they had to work, in order to stay here. "What about you? Found any spot you can fill in?" she asked tilting her head to the side and examining the girl from head to toes. Julooke seemed like a fit and healthy wolf and the intellect was a definite plus.