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Adelle had been practicing her fighting moves really hard. Granted, they were just childish play moves, and her opponents were simple sticks and bushes that couldn't really do anything against the onslaught of miniscule puppy fury. She felt satisfied that she was doing quite well though, and decided to do something to help her pack. She had proved herself quite competent, after all. She'd caught her own prey, and she could fight. She won sometimes in play fights with Grandpa, after all.
Proudly she marched along until she reached the borders of the pack. Surreptitiously she stood there, raising her hackles and growling out at the enemies out beyond the pack. Proudly she stood there, the one and only line of defense between her pack and the enemies. She howled her challenge before moving along the borders, marching along. Occasionally she stopped to mark it with small scuffs of her paws, working to strengthen it with all her might. Yes, she was a strong member of the warrior pack!