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Too far away? Adelle might have traveled in her youth, but she couldn't imagine those she cared about being farther than a howl from her. If they did go that far, she was going to miss them greatly. Howls could travel for miles, the thought of someone missing it from leaving her rather sad. She'd never thought about it before, but maybe she'd meet someone. Someone from another pack, and she wouldn't be able to howl to them. Travel was the first thing that came to her mind as a solution, but maybe this writing could help too.
She still couldn't see it as important as Alyssum was making it sound, one hand still stroking the horse absentmindedly. Brain power and strategy, yes that was something Adelle understood. Something she strove to learn, beyond her boisterous wish for fighting. Her ears twitched as the words came more quiet. Adelle opened her mouth to decline and say that she could learn strategy from her grandpa when Aly continued, turning it into a challenge. Her ears flattened, straightening tall. She wasn't going to give up like that! Opening the book again she pointed it towards Aly. Show me!