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Chapter X 12

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Amana's P.O.V:

Tris and I had cut the huge pig in half and each dragged our bloody piece to the exam site.
We each had our halves on our own counters, The sides of the pig were slipping off the counter and Tris and I were covered in blood. Mostly me since I did the dirty work.

I stared at the pig for a while and scanned over the knives they had to offer.
I shook my head, This just wouldn't do! The knives were way too small, Even if they were sharp.

As if reading my mind, Like she often seemed to do- A sharp sword was launched at my head by the one and only Tris.

I held out my hand quickly catching it and slicing the stomach of the pig open, Blood gushed out onto the floor but I was unaffected and cut out the intestines.

I was good at gutting animals for multiple reasons.
One, When I was younger and not doing my duties- Killing people, Training my group, Other, I was out hunting.

I also had to cook for Tris when we met, I didn't trust her to not burn herself.
Humans are so picky with their fully cooked food so I had to adapt.

After I finished I cut the pig into sections and then cut up those, I ran the meat under hot water scrubbing off the blood.

I placed the pieces of meat on the large grill and let them sizzle as I quickly cleaned up my station before the blood dried.

I looked through the cabinets hoping they'd supply us with spices-
'Mother loved spices...' I grew wistful as I started blankly at the empty cabinets.
'God, I sound like a person who just got heartbroken over a girl!'
'"Ohh! She loved those.."' Pshh... I scoffed and closed the cabinets.

"Seems I'll have to be resourceful," I muttered under my breath.
Looking around I saw the fruit trees and a lot of grass.
I'd have to go searching for herbs... I can't leave my makeshift kitchen unattended...
'Damn!'

'Well, The fruits in the trees will have to do...They are the nearest.'

Tris and I shared a glance and nodded at each other as I walked out of the gates and into the forest to collect some fruit.

Once I stood before a fairly tall tree I pounced into it grabbing the bark with my claws and skillfully crawling up dodging branches as I went.

I knew the best fruit would be at the top and so I climbed further and further and with each branch, They started to thin out leaving me to climb up flimsy branches basically relying on my grip at this point.

As my claws dug into thin ant ridden bark it tore away and I was left hanging by one hand.
I grunted quickly swinging to the side and grabbing an untrustful looking branch.