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There was a breathless moment while Raven and Elwood both fell silent, ears straining. But whatever Raven had heard was gone, and Elwood's lips turned down in a frown. He shook his head, taking a step back from the wall of snow to assess their progress. Despite their almost relentless digging, the shifting snow had kept them from breaking through, and even the ever-positive Elwood was starting to feel doubtful.

He blinked and then looked at Raven. Three days. The implication behind her words was clear: the puppies had been separated from their source of nutrition for three days. "We'll get through soon," he said, but he didn't really believe his own words. He knew that the snow would melt eventually, but time was a luxury that they didn't have.

"Can anyone hear us?" he suddenly bellowed, hoping that somehow his voice would carry through the thick layers of powder.