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Adelle nodded her head, listening to Sidra actually respond to what she was saying instead of choosing to ignore her like it had seemed she might do. She'd been talking the entire time, but Sidra wasn't responding to everything she was saying, at least not in a logical manner. Sidra was acting very strangely, moving about and falling over everything. She still didn't want to go home though. She wanted to stay and keep playing. Adelle was having a blast. She didn't want that to end, especially on the weak assumption that she couldn't handle the drink.
Vil ikke! She knew that much. She was tough, and a Vilhelmsen. That meant everything. The sudden nausea caused by the motion of the horse didn't mean anything. Adelle refused to throw up, holding her hands over her mouth. Asked if she'd had fun Adelle nodded. Fun fun FUN fun ffffffuuuuuunnn! That was a fun word! Humming to herself Adelle proceeded to interject the silence with the occasional shout of the word. Her tail swayed brightly until she realized they were in Casa.
Pushing herself off the horse Adelle hit the ground. The pup laid there for a second before managing to push herself up and place herself before the horse. This is Casa. At du ikke kom. Her body swayed slightly as she spoke, but Adelle was a good warrior, and would keep intruders from coming into the land.
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