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Adelle's ears twitched as she picked up on the sad mood from her new friend. Looking over at her Adelle whined softly. Shouldn't Isa be happy that the monster was dead? Why was she so sad? Lifting her head Adelle looked at the sky as well, wondering if there were answers written there from the way the wolf studied it so intensely. Her chest was gently nipped at, tickling her gently. It brought a small laugh from Adelle, but she was worried about the wolf now.
Adelle climbed onto Isa. Following along Adelle braced her paws into her friend's body before leaning down with a growl, seizing the throat. Her grasp was gentle, taught how to grab there without hurting others through hours of play with her grandfather. She looked up at Isa, her tail wagging softly before letting go and plopping down on top. She licked the adult's face, hoping that she would cheer up soon so that they could play.