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The weather did not make the desire to leave his bed prominent, but Elijah was growing and still had a desire to explore. He crawled out from the nest of blankets that made up his bed and spent a few moments investigating the room. Neither of his sisters nor his mother were present, which meant they had all gone out. Used to such a thing, for he often slept later than they did, he trotted out into the hallway with a mind at ease. This lasted only momentarily, for there was a rumble of thunder that brought worry into his frame. Elijah was not afraid of many things (for he was happily oblivious to most), but the noise made him uneasy.
A familiar scent drifted up with the rain and the puppy slunk towards it. He did not always hide from his sister, for there was hope within him she might one day be nice. Perched at the top of the stairs, he watched her chubby sun-colored fur silently. The owlish look on his face was not entirely vacant, for his mind worked in a series of fast-paced and often remarkably deep thoughts that pulled him away from his otherwise simple existence.
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