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An attack from behind was the last thing she'd been expecting. All of Adelle's energy had been focused on keeping the imaginary enemies on the other side of the border, puffing herself up and acting fierce. When someone called out for her from behind Adelle jumped into the air, sending her sprawling forward. Whipping around Adelle stood steady, ready to face the clever foe. It must have had a super plan to be able to get past her like that!
Realizing it was a member of the pack Adelle settled down. It was embarrassing to be caught acting so helpless. Even worse, she had no idea what had been said. It sounded like she was asking why Adelle was out there. Border p-parol. That was right. She was pretty sure that she'd said what she was doing correctly. It was hard, everyone speaking another language. Luckily she was picking it up enough to grasp most of what people said.