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Adelle listened as the other apologized for startling her. Her tail wagged softly as the adult introduced herself as Isa. I'm Adelle! She might only be picking up every other word that was being said, but she was having a conversation without Grandpa there to help correct her and figure out the words. It was scary and exciting at the same time. Adelle stepped back and watched Isa shift into lupus form. She'd already seen that happen once before, and knew that one day she'd be able to do the same thing. It was still interesting to watch the shape change around before her though.
Isa spoke to her again, but this time Adelle couldn't figure out what was being said. She had been called brave, but Adelle didn't know why, or what she was being asked. Cocking her head she looked up at Isa. Jeg ved ikke hvad du siger. Nervously she looked up at Isa, hoping that it could be explained better in some way. It would be so much easier if everyone just spoke the same language she and Grandpa did.