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[_angua]

I'd been so damn excited about seeing real Uberwaldean snow that for my trouble I got two whole bloody Uberwaldean blizzards. Luckily the real winter snows, steady and heavy and lasting, oughtn't set in until the end of Ember, which means that the passes that were so badly snowed over just yesterday will be reasonably fit for traveling by Octeday.

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[cpt_tantony]

And, there is a party to attend before you leave as well. It will hopefully be enjoyable enough to make up for the hassle with those blasted things that kept collapsing on us the tables, and fortify you all for your journey.

[_angua]

Yes, hah, the tables will add a certain edge to the festivities.

Dasha is very much looking forward to Octeday, as am I. I think I'll ask her Ladyship, and maybe even the girls, if anyone has a simple dress I could borrow, it probably won't do to show up at a party looking like I belong by a campfire in the woods. The party will be a nice sendoff for us wolves. Of course we won't be able to stay very late, since the earlier we start out the next morning, the better our chances of getting out of the worst of the snowdrifts by nightfall. And Dasha is worried about the cubs; any way we take, it'll be a long journey back to Ankh-Morpork.

[cpt_tantony]

I think we've got them all, but I am still deeply dubious of those contraptions. I hope they don't fall on the cubs or something.

And I'm glad you'll still be there for the party; my nephew Pako is looking forward to playing with the cubs again.

Gods, I will miss them! Anf to think that four or five weeks ago, I thought I hated all werewolves, because of Paavo.

[_angua]

And Dasha says she's looking forward to a few moments of easy breathing when her little ones are busy playing with Pako, and staying out of trouble. Hah, up till now I hadn't any idea that three-week-old pups could be such a handful.