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Her request brought laughter, something which the imperial puppy frowned on. She had been told that Isa would do anything. It was a good request, no? She wanted to be carried, that was all. There was nothing wrong with that. The arms wrapped around her, strong and warm, and she was hoisted into the air. From her perch Adelle peered over, excited. She knew she had to stay still, as most had trouble holding her for long amounts of time, but she was real careful to keep in the arms as she moved around, legs flopped over the arms holding her.
The feeling of being carried around was nice, a soft rocking motion with each step. She viewed the lands around them from a higher viewpoint she didn't normally get, able to see things that weren't there before. The fort! Clim toer! Adelle was so excited, she didn't work on her english at all, simply ready to go out there, to the top of the battlements and be able to look over everything that was out there, take it all in.