The race was in a week. Hammie couldn't wait. He burrowed himself down in his den of snow. The silver-shaded sled dog tugged a little at the chain and metal stake that kept him from running away. Like he'd want to leave. Jez was probably going to bring the food soon. The dog was hungry. He made a little huffing sound and curled up.
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Digit yawned a huge yawn and tamped down some snow underneath him. He glanced at Gena, tied to the pole beside him. The dogs were tethered in the order of their position, so the lead dogs were in front of him and Gena, and the Team and Wheel dogs were behind them. "Think Calypsa will bring dinner soon?" He asked Gena.
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Digit yawned a huge yawn and tamped down some snow underneath him. He glanced at Gena, tied to the pole beside him. The dogs were tethered in the order of their position, so the lead dogs were in front of him and Gena, and the Team and Wheel dogs were behind them. "Think Calypsa will bring dinner soon?" He asked Gena.









