she'd just finished digging one last cache when the wind picked up spontaneously, tousling her fur & chilling her to the bone. it seemed like a storm was brewing. she glanced up to the darkening sky & saw an amalgam of cumulonimbus clouds, confirming her suspicion. with clattering teeth, she dashed for the nearby grove of strange trees. she was already freezing, the last thing she needed was to be drenched. sleet began to pour down from the sky just as she reached the shadows of overhanging fronds. she shook out her pelt & hunkered down into a tight ball to conserve as much heat as possible, but the winter wind was unrelenting. oh, how she wished she could return home.