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Whatever Sequoia had not estimated correctly, it had certainly not helped. She heard muffled noises outside of the snow, then a tugging on her tail. Ow! she yelped, That hurts! She had a good feeling her words were getting lost in the snow that was covering her, but it was reactionary more than anything. Instead of being pulled up, Sequoia slipped free of Wildfire's grip, digging herself further into the drift of snow. Once there, she was able to dig herself through the drift and out the other side.

Whew! she exclaimed, taking in a deep breath of fresh air. Don't know how I got myself into that pickle! Sequoia shook her coat, and snow went flying every which way. What's up, Wildfire? she asked, letting her head fall to one side, and that ear fell to the side in a half-flop.