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Her flying leap was a success. The puppy tackled Isa with all the strength and pride of an ovcharka warrior, hitting the side. Isa was knocked over, and Adelle rebounded a bit, scraping along the ground. Dizzied by the movement Adelle stood back up, shaking her head. Wow. That was amazing! She had managed to knock over an adult! The female came over and licked at the pup's muzzle softly. Adelle shook her head vigorously. Jeg håndteres dig til jorden! Vidste du se? Proud of the achievement Adelle licked Isa's muzzle.
The gold and black pup was pushed to the ground, sending a small whine of complaint from her. Adelle didn't want to lose her victory pose, on top of the loser. Her ear was nipped at, and Adelle growled playfully before leaping forward again, climbing back on. The question had the pup pausing in thought, considering what she wanted. Historie om krig! Adelle was unaware that not everyone went through as many battles as Grandpa did. She loved listening to all the stories, hearing about the battles won and lost, how Grandpa helped carry the flag to victory over all others. She assumed Isa must have the same.