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Adelle thought about the question carefully. She didn't think that it was that bad, being covered in mud. She was all disguised, able to move around without being spotted. She didn't mind what it felt like either, mud running down her body. It actually felt pretty cool, everything sliding off her. There was nothing to dislike about being muddy. Deciding that she liked it Adelle nodded her head enthusiastically. Yes! Mud was fun!
She wanted to return to the puddle and keep splashing in it but Isa was standing very firmly between her and it. Adelle thought about tricking Isa and diving around, but the stern look she was receiving kept her from going along with it. Instead she wandered off, muddy footprints behind her as she decided to go eat a patch of snow that was still sticking around. Happily she munched on it, the white surface quickly turning brown.