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A bitter wind kicked up, briefly ruffling their dense coats but did nothing to chill them. They'd have to find shelter soon. It wasn't yet November and Russian winters were notoriously long.

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Gennaro descended to four legs and stated aloud the conclusion that the sharp noses of the other seven had already reached: "Wolves."