Brianna is thrown off for a moment by the force of Ambrose's struggles but regains her position quickly. "Come now, don't you want this over with? The more you struggle, the longer this is going to take." she pushed him down to the examination table. "Go for the next one, Hunter."
Hunter pulls the tooth out and steps back, dropping it in a dish. He wipes his hands on his pants. His fingrs were bloody and he glanced at Brianna. "One more to go."
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Nova was out hunting in the early afternoon, her favorite time to enjoy the warmth and bright sunlight streaming through the trees. She walked along quietly, humming ever so slightly, as her eyes carefully watched for signs of an animal's presence.
Vera paused for a moment. She had never been to the Rabin camp before, but didn't want to seem helpless. She shook her head slightly and decided instead to simply follow the patrol trail to the camp. She wondered silently about what it would be like when they reached the camp. Will Destin and Misha just be sitting there, hands tied? Would anyone be guarding them? Is the Rabin camp even guarded?
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"Why would they have taken them? Especially Destin," Vera said softly, her eyes softening. She clenched her teeth and knew they'd bring them home safely. She pulled her bow off of her back as she leapt across the river, readying herself for any surprises.
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Hunter gripped the tooth in the pliers and gave a swift yank, trying to dislodge the tooth from the gums and jaw. He felt it give a little and readjusted the tool to repeat his action.
Ambrose's feet pushed against Brianna but she refused to budge and kept him as still as she could. "Go for it!" she insisted of Hunter, feeling that she could not hold him forever.
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Vera nodded, and noticed the river up ahead. "What do you know about how these Broms went missing?" she inquired, glancing around to make sure thereally were no lingering patrols or hunting Rabins.
Hunter feels the spit hit his face and his expression turns dark. "Oh, certainly." He takes he pliers in hand and waits for Brianna to move forward. "You're a fiesty one. They never last long." He comments, griping the tool menacingly.
Jayden takes the chance and moves ahead. He shifts midstep and pads along silently. He wanted to rest.
Brianna quickly began by lessening the chain slack so that Ambrose would struggled to move. She wasn't particularly strong but she knew how to pry a jaw open from her past experience. "Open wide now," she whispered into Ambrose's ear and pulled his mouth wide open, holding it night. "Hunter wants to get at those pearly whites."
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As they continued quickly toward the border, she glanced back at Fabine and asked curiously, "How long have you been the leader of the Broms?"