Whitefish River The Great Thorn

"Yup!" Pump replied, feeling a little disappointed, because, if the other wolf would have known anything, she would be able to devise a plan. Right now she was back to square A. "Never left the pack lands, since my joining and, when I did for once - look what happened," she told and then murmured something under her breath, thinking of the damned doe and wishing that it broke an ankle or something.

"So I am officially lost and, if I am lucky enough, I won't die here. What are your odds?" she asked, since for some reason she thought that it wouldn't be right to break off the conversation just now. From the few words they had exchanged she felt that she could even like this wolf.