Todyn was troubled by the darkening sky. He hated storms. Gathering his tools and weapons, he skittered toward the base of a huge tree trunk, rapped on it, and muttered something. Then a flap of bark opened and he dashed inside.
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Jess was fascinated at the sight of the gathering clouds and the rumbling thunder. Her heart beat fast with excitement. How she adored thunderstorms! She rose from where she stood, put away her drawing things, and returned to her cottage, where it was safe. Then she sat at the window seat and opened the window wide, loving the boom of the thunder and the brightness of lightning.