Huskies run. Singly or in teams, they run. Pulling a sled or alongside their mates, they run. Always towards a goal, never away from it, they run. Theirs are the eyes that can see through blizzard Theirs are the ears that can hear a snowflake fall Theirs are the hearts that bravely face the cold and dark. Loyalty and courage are their watchwords; Tenacity is their lifeblood. They know fear yet face life's challenges unafraid. Huskies run. From newborn pup to aged hunter, they run. Through worlds unimagined, they run For they are kin to Feneril; they are shooting stars And until the day their bodies lay down to rest And their spirits make their final run Across the Aurelis Borealis... They will run, and run, and run farther still For many are the journeys a husky must make Before the Gods of the North call them home.
Princess KaCee finished folding the last of her notes. She had to get word to the KiTas and other residents of Cuddleland that she and the Tower Dweller needed to be rescued. Not that she and Heidi hadn't been having _fun_, mind... but enough was enough. One by one she sent the missives out the window to the crowd gathered below, pausing only to see Pooky get ambushed by Princess Judy (Ooh, that licorice whip's gotta hurt ! :) ). The winds scattered the notes across the length and breath of Cuddleland informing oldbie, newbie, and lurker alike to the plight of the Tower Captives. The assemblage gathered that day would stage a rescue so daring and so heroic that it would become famous in Cuddleland lore. But that is a tale already told, and while the telling only greatens the legend, we will not repeat it here. Our story, rather, concerns the events sent in motion as a crosswind catches one of the notes and carries it far and wide, out of the realm of Cuddleland, across the dimensions, and into the snout of one _very_ surprised pack leader...
John T. Carr III ( email@example.com). Used with permission of the author.
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