[The Sentrets that had been napping in the hole were peeking nervously out of their little bunker. It had been impossible to sleep through the ruckus and they chittered curiously to Heather when she reached their level.]
[Meanwhile, back in pain town, Henry lets out a sigh when the warmth rolling off Carousel hits him. That was better. He slowly reaches up to run a hand over her soft muzzle, not even caring that she was getting his shirt all wet. He was already wet from the snow.]
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[Meanwhile, back in pain town, Henry lets out a sigh when the warmth rolling off Carousel hits him. That was better. He slowly reaches up to run a hand over her soft muzzle, not even caring that she was getting his shirt all wet. He was already wet from the snow.]
Hey, girl...good girl...