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She was an adult now, shifted into optime form. Or at least, she was supposed to be. Adelle had managed to shift into secui form, but had gotten distracted along the way. She was helping make a sparring ring, one that she could practice fighting in. Adelle was going to be sure to do that. There was no way that she was going to not do everything she could to help her become the best warrior. Running towards the area Adelle had been told that they would be building the ring at her tail wagged wildly. Dixie was up ahead.
The large pup let out a joyful bark, her large secui form allowing her to pull up beside the horses. Dixie! You're helping build it too? They were no longer the same size, Adelle joining the giants of the pack that stood over the white female. Adelle was a bit confused about why Dixie was so short, but had quickly accepted it as one of those things that just were. The true shock would only come when she left her pack and found out how tall she truly was. I'm helping too.