"Yeah, we'll wait out the storm," Wembley said with a nod. "I'll keep a lookout."

Easier said than done with this snow, of course, but he looked around all the same. There had to be someplace for them to take shelter, right? But he wasn't seeing much that was promising. On the contrary, what he could make out was less than reassuring, because hadn't they already passed that tree with the hollow at its base?

...Wait.

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