Fighting the Drifts

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Lifting his paws as high as possible, Nitro called over his shoulder, "Everyone doing okay back there?" A chorus of two meows from Pepper and Blue answered his question. Up ahead, Ozone was silently fighting the drifts of snow that had fallen overnight. The four cats were slowly making their way towards the Christmas party at Pops' place.

"How much farther is it?" Pepper asked as she helped Blue along. Thinking for a moment, Nitro replied, "At this pace, maybe another fifteen minutes." Everyone groaned at the thought of fifteen minutes. Swishing his tail in agitation, Ozone grumbled, "Then how about we pick up the pace? I don't plan on having frostbite again!"

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