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One paw over the other, Pizza pulls themselves on their stomach up onto the snowy plateau. They hear them before the see them: several small bells, strung along the overpass and ringing gently as they sway back and forth with the dancing gale.
It was a human touch in an otherwise cold and inhospitable place, a reminder of and a testament to the perseverance of the Picnic Province residents, and it gives Pizza a newfound motivation to continue their ascent.