Adelle still wasn't entirely sure what to make of her feelings for Skoll. Not a reader like he was, the pup had mostly thought about it, resulting to the time spent not figuring out what she felt for him, but day dreaming about their time together. They were going to meet up again today, Adelle eagerly brushing out the large black horse she'd been gifted with. Isa really was the best. She'd named him Oplader, the danish word for charger, hoping he'd live up to it.
Proudly she rode the draft horse out of the pack, not carrying any weapons this time. A bit thoughtless perhaps, but there were dozens of other things occupying her mind, such as the proud horse she wore, hoping Skoll would like it, and her appearance, carefully groomed to look it's best. There wasn't much she could do with her hair, short as it was, but she did brush it through ti ensure it didn't look an absolute disaster.
Reaching the sparring ring Adelle smiled, seeing Skoll standing so proudly at the center. Her own entrance was rather calm compared to his. Dismounting Oplader she patted the black horse fondly. Immediately the young stallion wandered over to Hwin, nickering softly. Shyly she made her way forwards, thankful she no longer tripped over her feet. Hi. She smiled, large tail beating behind her with the timid greeting.
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