OOC here!
Mimicking her grandpa was hard. She didn't know everything that he did. Adelle had the stories of battles, and the knowledge that he had once been a powerful leader and warrior. She didn't know how to become those things herself though. She tried to become a good warrior, training every day. She hunted, and let the secui form Grandpa had usually been in become as natural to her as breathing. She'd shifted into optime form today, working on changing up her old metal gloves.
Adelle had enjoyed the hand to hand combat with the hard metal to strike her enemies with. She'd outgrown them though, leaving her to puzzle out what to do. After some thought she'd decided to take it apart, and secure the metal to a pair of leather gloves. First though, she needed the gloves. Leaving the pack Adelle trotted towards Halifax. Surely she could find some good leather there. Traders passed through on occasion, so if she couldn't scavenge some she could trade for some. Seeing another dog in the distance Adelle waved merrily, pleased that she'd gotten out of the pack to go and do something useful. Shaking off her dark mood was difficult.
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