What a load of croc.

He traveled until he could no longer see the mountains behind him, heading southward toward the ocean shore. He didn't know where he was going, never venturing this far south before but there had to be more in this life for him to look forward to than the horrors he'd just left behind in the mountains. Perhaps he would go back, search for his other siblings, but for now.. he needed time to mourn over everything that happened in his own way.

He was eerily calm as he walked away from the East, perhaps it was the tranquility of the ocean at low tide aiding in this. The dull roar of its waves gently lapping at the sands just out of reach of his paws worked wonders on keeping his nerves calm for the moment, but there was a distant look to his usually bright blue eyes. The trauma of what he had just experienced wasn't something the teen could fully process. The guilt of not trying to stop Elias from taking his sister was something so strong it threatened to break him. He would not let himself become a man as broken as Elias was, that was all he knew. He had to stay strong, but his mind felt shrouded and unable to focus. He wasn't sure where he was heading, he wasn't sure what he was doing, and he seemed in and out of his connection with the world around him as he continued following the shoreline.

Eventually, he discovered the bridge leading to Auster and followed it only to be forcefully pulled back into reality by the sound of a clicking hiss. His silver and brown hackles prickled around his shoulders as he felt all of his muscles instinctively tense, his eyes searching for the sound. Ahead of him was a massive reptile, something he had never seen nor heard about before, sunbathing on the sands of the Bifrost. It seemed very unwilling to let him cross, it's mouth opening to threaten the wolf with an impressive display of teeth. It slapped it's tail behind it aggressively, showing off its weight and immediately Dominus' pristinely white teeth parted the dark visage of his face. Hell no, he wasn't going to have any of this.

Dominus was tall, but he was practically all skin and bones and.. would be lucky if he came out of a fight with a crocodile this size alive. He certainly, realistically, would not be able to take it on by himself.. but he seemed to have absolutely no knowledge of this. His disconnected way of processing the loss of his sister left him fearless, uncaring, and foolishly proud for standing up to practically everything now. His body acted without him really telling it to, bending him at the knees as his head lowered to align with his spine and his ears flipped back. He matched the crocodile's clicking with his own growl, both rising in volume the longer they continued this little stare off.

"You think I care about your stupid teeth, fat ass?" He spat at the croc, growling as his hatred really started to surface.

"I'll knock 'em out and wear them like a fucking trophy. You can't even catch me, can you? What do you think you're going to do?"

The crocodile lunged forward, being the first to close the distance between them. It's speed both surprised and thrilled Dominus as he moved to the left, wanting to observe this creature a bit more before he went in for an attack of his own. He wanted to test it's speed, working in a circle to keep away from the beast.