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The tickling stopped, and Adelle settled back down. No longer did she feel the need to fight or struggle, comfortable where she was and not really wanting to go anywhere. Her muzzle was licked, and Adelle pushed her head into the warm fur, sighing happily. Her ears twitched slightly at the promise, grinning happily. Her comfortable position was destroyed though as Isa separated her from the fur. Adelle kicked up a small fuss as she was placed on the ground again, wanting to go back to the warmth.
Grumpily Adelle set off back towards the fort. She didn't like this. She had been comfortable, then her warmth had been taken away and she had to walk all the way back to the fort to get warm in her bed again. The forest stretched on forever, each step heavy. The fort slowly raised in the distance, never seeming to get any closer. Passing through the gates Adelle wandered into the hall where the fire was kept, and Grandpa often slept in front. It was to keep an eye on everyone. At least, that's what he'd told her. She reached that spot, and curled up, promptly falling asleep.