Ravensblood Forest Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

"Strange?" Pump raised her eyebrows in mild surprise. The other girl didn't look much younger than her, but her view of the world, which was in fact a cold and cruel place and only looked good and great on the outside, was very naive. "I assume that you have never been really hungry then?" she said and sat down, preparing herself for a longer conversation than she had expeted. "I mean, when you are so hungry that it hurts and you don't care how and which way you get the meal?"

Her first winter had been like that. No food at all. Several hadn't made it and their carcasess weren't left to rot, they were eaten - not a single strand of fur was left. And no one spoke of the young and weak wolves, which had disappeared misterously. "You really want to know?" she asked - it was not that she felt uncomfortable or ashamed of what had happened then. It had taught her that life was not fair and you simply had to deal with it. One way or another.

"Are you?" Pump replied with a question. Because to her Pied with the white fur and dark accents, which were scattered on her back looked just as strange to her.