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The sound (by Pierre-Marie Blind) Let’s set the scene: Scratch, scratch, scratch. The wolf cub's furry head just emerged from the snow. Huff, pant. Panting heavily, it tries to catch its breath and then lets out a faint whimper. The cold is biting, you can even hear the frost crackling on the nearest tree branch. The wind gently whistles through nearby trees. A gust of fine-powdered snow has brush…