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That was loud. Extremely loud. Adelle halted her movement, head turning in the direction of the loud crashing. It sounded like she was moving through the bush at high speed. It wasn't her, but it was definitely something Adelle-sized. Hackles raised she backed up, wondering if she was about to be stampeded by a moose, or something equally large and noisy. Sniffing she caught the scent of a canine and relaxed, the hackles lowered as she waited for the stranger to appear.
A black male pushed his way out from the bushes. Adelle stared at him curiously, drinking in his large form. Silence lingered, just absorbing his smell and appearance. A lone male, one that was quite strong. He bore scars on his body, unlike herself. Hi. Adelle stepped forwards, tail cautiously taking a wag as she investigated him. You were loud going through those bushes. She herself had been taught how to move quietly in her large form, so the problem wasn't as big for her.