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Adelle nodded her head. Of course. Everyone got injured at times. Grandpa had plenty of scars. Except that this wasn't from battle. Just a stupid mistake. Adelle didn't like thinking about that at all, considering how she was supposed to be such a great warrior. Adelle's tail did wag a little at his smile. The gloves were taken, looked over carefully. She hadn't had them long, but Adelle had been using them plenty in her play battles, training to be stronger and a better warrior.
Adelle giggled at the words. She liked him polishing her gloves, but even she knew that she should learn to take care of them on her own. If she didn't, then if she was on her own and the gloves needed to be cared for she wouldn't be able to use them. Adelle looked over the gloves as they were polished, doing her best to try and figure it out, if not succeeding well. As soon as the gloves were finished Adelle slipped them on. It was so much easier to flex them now! Adelle smiled at the teasing, pretending to throw a couple punches his way. Very fierce!