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Adelle ducked her head as her short hair was ruffled, grinning happily. Yes, she'd revealed that she was still young and impatient, but there was food available, and Adelle had been working hard on the sparring ring. Surely she deserved something for that. Her tail wagged as Isa mentioned hunting down something quick. I can catch rabbit. Dixie had taught her how to do that. Catch mouse too. Not much of a meal, but a good snack.
Dry meat was taken out and held before Adelle and Isa. She prepared to just swallow down the food, but Dixie's words slowed her down. Adelle knew what it was like to be hungry and go short. Grandpa had often done that for her. She didn't want to do that to Dixie. Adelle took a few large pieces, still leaving some behind before retreating and chewing on the pieces she had selected, trying to not look as hungry as she felt.