It seemed Pump was not always the kind leader Julooke had known. Her eyes grew wide when Thistle told her. Maybe she realized after the landslide how much her pack needed her, she hypothesized. It was unfortunate it may have taken such a serious incident, but eventually Pump came around, and that's what mattered. Since this was the first she was hearing of it, none of wolves seemed to hold her past against her.
Julooke eyes narrowed in a playful expression, You think they're actually hanging out together under the premise of pack work, just to get away from us? The skin where a brow would have been lifted. A paranoid mate might just think it was a rational explanation, but Julooke just laughed. Julooke knew Verrine loved her, and she didn't think he needed to find excuses to have his own time away from her. It was natural for a wolf to need their alone time. Well, not Julooke. She was social and needed her friends or else she would go crazy.
She turned sober, How are you doing with that? she asked about the Nerian situation. Julooke hadn't seen Nerian since before Thistle told her about what was going on, so no awkward conversation there. She had remember almost bringing it up to Ragnar, but she knew she would have betrayed Thistle by opening her mouth, so she had kept it shut on that subject.