Ravensblood Forest Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

Pump listened to her explanation with a furrowed brow, because all this thing about names seemed quite too long and complicated for a practical use. In her birth pack it was a rare occasion, when someone was named specifically (she was an exception to that rule, because no one ever dared to doubt, what grandma said). Maybe it was because of the harsh life there - naming someone would mean to get too attached and grieve for a loss later. Or... it was not needed. As simple as that.

"Oh well," she finally remarked. Stranger things had happened than a wolf with three names. "In fact, I was and I am. I happen to have moved in the same premises you are."