[Keith grit his teeth as he watched Pidge poke and prod and shove at the clog, trying to work it loose with the stick he'd handed her. He was trying to keep an eye on the clog, how well she was holding on to the branch, and how well the branch was holding up to her weight shaking around on the end of it there.
He took a second to glance back over his shoulder at Red, and the Lion was ready... just in case Pidge needed help.]
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He took a second to glance back over his shoulder at Red, and the Lion was ready... just in case Pidge needed help.]