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Kaizer's tactic was to create a small incline so that the side of the hole wouldn't put as much pressure on the stick and bid it to snap before he could expel his packmates from their confines. He had either suffered through a similar predicament before, or simply thought that quickly, but either way he seemed to know what he was doing.

He started shoveling in at the soft side of their trap, showering the captives with dirt and pebbles loosed by his almost frantically driving claws. Once he had made a slope satisfying enough, he grabbed the branch and draped himself carefully against the low incline. "A'rrite -- wun atta time," he growled through the clamp of his teeth, clearly having no real concept of "ladies first," as he angled his head to turn the other end of the stick to them.