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As he felt a new heft to the branch when Raven clamped down firmly onto the tool meant to save them from perpetual pit-living, Bluesummer adjusted his own grip tightly and began to pull. The soft soil started to give with their combined weight, his feet sinking into the ground like quicksand, but the wolf was strong enough to pluck his feet out of the pliable loam as he continued to train backwards and tow his packmate with him.

The branch held better than the ground seemed to, but it bowed and curved anyway as wood tends to do, fortunately remaining intact until Kaizer had hoisted the first pit-victim out of the hole.