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Sidra was laughing, so life couldn't be too bad. Proudly Adelle arched her head. She worked hard on silencing her large lumbering shape. It was more difficult than many would presume, as she tended towards crashing through whatever got in her way. Grace had been taught to her, not a natural talent she had held when young. Discipline as a warrior had taught her that, as well as hunting trips that scared off the prey before she could even get near them.
She felt a slight quake in her friend, but when the hug ended Sidra was fine again. Had she imagined it? Despite being an adult now, with her first battle under her belt and having shifted members of the pack still hid the very adult truth from her. She had watched her grandpa die, and been there at his funeral. Wasn't that enough to let them know that she could handle it now? She knew the world wasn't some fairy tale world like she'd once believed.
Adelle's blue eyes sharpened as Sidra spoke about Aro, a loopy grin on her face. She liked him! A lot, by the looks of that giant smile. Do you love him? Adelle had little experience with such things, besides her own fuzzy feelings for Skoll. She should go and see him sometime.
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