out of character
She shouldn't have come. It was silly. Adelle was hurting so much, feeling the pain of her grandpa's death. It was like part of her had been removed. No one else to speak to in danish, no one else to understand her so well and protect and care for her. She was alone. Adelle had left the lands, running as fast as she could. There was no direction in her movement, but she had arrived at Skoll's pack all the same, looking at it blankly.
She had been a child when she met him. Adelle's feelings had been so soft, easy to provoke. Adelle laughed bitterly at the memory of saying that she loved Skoll, of that soft talk. They were just two kids. What did they know about love? What did they know about anything? Well, she wouldn't have come all this way for nothing. Adelle was afraid of what she would see when she called Skoll out, but she wouldn't back down. Lifting her head she howled for him, wondering if he would come, if he would even recognize her now that she was so much older.
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