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Footsteps broke Adella's connection with the tree, however weird that was. Her green eyes shot open and she pulled her hand back from the bark like it had shocked her. She took a step back, and turned to see her father walking into the clearing. "D-dad!" Adella stammered, blinking in surprise...

"I will!" Clara chirped back, already trying to dry Molly off by the fire. By morning, the awful storm had passed. Although it had continued until early in the morning. Adella's mother had returned, and cleaned and redressed Adella's knee again despite Adella trying to convince her mother that...

Adella gave him a smile and nodded, "Okay. Be careful, be safe. Go have fun being the town hero and save us from that dam breaking," she slightly teased. Even though it wasn't an exaggeration for her. Tonight, he was her hero.

Clara still had a frown on her face, but she nodded her head in agreement, "Okay," she replied back, sill clutching her doll. When Jeremiah got Clara back to her house, Clara immediately ran over and gave Adella a huge, apologizing for leaving the house. Adella placed the small girl on her lap...

Clara perked up the moment she saw Jeremiah, and rushed over to him asking about Adella immediately. When she heard Adella was at home safe and sound, she started crying again but this time in relief. On the way back, she was mostly silent except for when they were almost at their house, "I'm...

She pouted in response to him not putting her down, but didn't fight it beyond that. When he put her down, she was happy to be in front of her house. Home sweet home. "Thank you, Jeremiah," Adella told him, even though she doubt he heard since he left so quickly to get Clara. She didn't...

Adella was a little annoyed that her question went unanswered, but she would ask again when they were back in the fort. She had propped herself up on his back for most of the journey to take some pressure off of her ribs, and when she saw that they had entered the fort, she had perked up. They...

Adella frowned, biting her lip in annoyance. They were there! She was seeing them. But maybe she did hit her head or something. She knew logically speaking, there was no way people where in these woods. And yet, she was convinced she were seeing people. "I'm guessing Clara made it back safe...

Adella frowned, "Now I'm sounding like the one with my head in the clouds, don't I?" she replied, "What if Indians are out here though?" she asked as Jeremiah checked her knee. She knew it wasn't broken, or anything serious. The gash just stung and she wasn't looking forward to Mom cleaning the...

Adella could have sword she heard her name called. But the wind seemed to take everything and eat it up. She saw another figure, but instead of stealthly slipping through the woods like she's been seeing, this figure was running towards her. Panic laced through her body as worst case scenario...

Clara nodded her head when Mr. Scriv asked if Adella was out in the storm, her bottom lip trembling from the tears. She nodded again when Jeremiah came up from the dam and asked about Molly. Clara watched Jeremiah run towards where Adella was, but turned back to Mr. Scriv when he told her to...

Clara was frantic, and through her tears and sobbing, was barely able to get a single coherent word out, "Mr.- Mr. Scriv! I-I-and Molly was, so I got Molly and Adella, she," she paused, wiping at her damp eyes even though she was soaked through from the rain anyways, "Adella, she's, she's-"...

"Clara!" Adella shouted into the torrent of rain and wind, "Clara! Clara, where are you?" Even though Adella was trying to run as fast as she could, here in the forest, where there was very little light to light her way, where the rain and wind made the trees and surrounding forest that are so...

It was silent in the house with both of Adella's parents gone, and Clara pouting in the other room over her doll... Actually, now that Adella thought about it, it was too quiet. She ran into the other room, and came up short when she saw the room was empty, and the window was pushed open. Rain...

Adella gave Jeremiah a genuine smile and nodded, "You too," she told him before running for their home which was a little further into the fort. When they got home, both of their parents were home and Mom had the fireplace going with a nice warm fire to warm their tiny house. Their house was...

"You know, I've been noticing these storms move in rather quickly in the New World, compared to France anyways," Adella replied, trying to shield herself from the pelting rain, "Ugh we soaked!" she screamed as her wet hair clung to her face. Thankfully, it only took them a few more minutes to...

Adella laughed at Peter's visible upset, "marriage huh? I don't suppose Clara was playing the part of Gwenevire?" Adella asked, in a teasing tone as Jeremiah offered the ulternate route to their story that would get all of them home faster. Clara screamed, squealing for Sir Lancelot to save...

She frowned with Jeremiah's thoughts on why her dad moved them to a whole new world basically and sighed. Yeah. For some reason, it didn't help settle her unsettled feeling in her stomach. She laughed again when Jeremiah called her a magic storm-seeker and held up a hand for some assistance...

"You think about it too then huh?" she asked, looking up at the skies that were now suddenly growing dark with storm clouds. And not the fun kind of clouds either. This storm was going to bring heavy rain, and wind. "You know, I still don't know why my dad moved us here.." she paused and turned...

Adella still had that blush on her cheeks as she sat up straight again when Jeremiah moved a normal distance away from her again. She ran her hands down her dress to straighten out the fabric when he asked about if she thought about when she moved her. Her hands paused mid straighten and she...