The oncoming storm

Who: Jays team and Yuri
Where: New Russia
When: After Re:Landing the weasel 2
He sighed, "How are we going to find these critters?"
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Yuri paused for a moment to ignore the idle chitchat coming from
the miners and tuned his highly adapted senses to the sky. The
people of New Russia when they colonised there all those years ago,
had to adapt or die. This triggered the evoulotionaly procceses of
his race to speed up so they could survive. Now they could live
through intense cold, last for months without food or water and
above all, the abilty to know when a squall and other such feirce
storms were coming before they were even formed. What his senses
told him was there was one almighty storm brewing and it would hit
them in a matter of hours. They needed to get moving if they wanted
to find the Ocelots and the Siberian hamster before it hit. "Okay,
listen up!" he yelled and everyone went quite. "We should get moving
as soon as possible, there is a storm brewing." He kept how feirce
the storm would be to himself. No need to panik them. "Follow me and
stay close!" Everyone picked themselves up and began trekking
through the crunchy snow.
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