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Scout and the dogs curled up together in the little bed under an enormous pile of blankets. The dogs conked out at once, exhausted from their big day, but Scout lay awake for a long time listening to the sound of the wind whispering around the cabin walls. She hadn’t realized how much she had missed the sound of the wind. She wasn’t sure she ever really paid attention to it back on Amatheon.
The wind on Schneeheim never built up to the sort of gusts she was used to, just the soft sound of driving snow plinking against the walls. It was a cold sound, but she was warm and cozy in her thermal underwear with the dogs near her.
Scout woke with a start, both dogs fighting to get out from under the covers. She didn’t know what had set them off. They both ran to the door, barking like mad. Sh
