out of character
Adelle stepped past the gates, glancing down as the bright colors seized her attention. It was something that didn't belong in the scene. Nostrils flared, breathing in the air. The icy eyes settled on the collie, not quite recognizing her bloated shape. She was pack, and Adelle knew she had known her before. How was the problem. Adelle trotted over, still looking over her curiously. The ginormously fat dog was chewing on a bone, and looked quite pleased with herself about it as well.
Neela? It took a moment, but Adelle realized the dog hadn't just gone and bloated up. She was pregnant. Very pregnant. There would be more puppies soon. This should have cheered Adelle up, thinking about having another playmate, but she just stared, not really feeling anything at all about the news. Enjoying yourself? It was supposed to be polite, but there was so little emotion in her that it sounded as bitter as she truly felt.
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