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She dug, and she dug, and she dug. She paused intermittently to fling herself hard at the wall yet again, determined to break the damn thing down even if she broke her own body doing it. Fin barely noticed Sassafras and Lagan coming to help. She moved to make room for them almost subconsciously. In Finley's mind, it was just her and the wall, and the world it was keeping her from outside.

The alpha should have noticed the sounds coming from the other side. There were six pairs of paws digging now instead of just hers, but she could hardly tell the difference. There were cracks, and stumbles, little grunts pitiful whines as they all worked to tear the mound of snow to pieces. Each sound of cracking spurred Finley on. Each little shift of snow and fall of a rock made her pump her muscles harder. She was so manic about the endeavor that she didn't even notice as the air inside the cave began to grow ever so slightly brighter as the sun outside glowed on thinner and thinner a wall.