What a load of croc.

Hannibal was nearly shocked as a new scent entered his crimson nostrils. Blood dripped from his jowls and the fierce metallic taste was strong upon his tongue. It was chance that even he had shown up in time to save the obsidian boy but for another to lend a paw was a miracle. If it weren't for them wandering the Bifrost at that exact moment in time who knows if the boy would still be alive. Hannibal concluded he would most likely be the Croc's dinner without them. Thus, it seemed the albino's commanding words ignited the boy to take action. Hannibal was paused as he watched the fully black Wolf dance around the Croc's bites as the new Wolf assault it's right hind leg. Blood covered the sand and darkened the murky water. Rips and tears filled the humid air and Hannibal took a deep breath to regain his focus on the task at hand.

As the Crocodile was well invested in the yearling Hannibal took that time to make his own attack. The pale Wolf assumed the boy could hold his own as the two seasoned creatures made their more lethal attempts. If he could distract the trashing reptile for a tad bit longer the beast would die from significant blood loss.  The albino let forth a snort mixed with a bubbling growl as he charged once again. Paws dug into the sand and his head was lower as ever to dive down at the squirming Croc. Hannibal dove down for the right portion of his neck again, aiming to tear out more flesh and fast enough to dodge any devastating rolls the creature may offer. As his fangs made purchase Hannibal thrashed his head left and right in order to tear as much muscle and fat as possible. Blood splattered and chunks of meat flew from his location. But, not before long the Croc seemingly forgot about the boy and set his sites upon Hannibal. It began to thrash heavily before moving into a roll. The phantom released his grip just soon enough not to be dragged with it. He took a few quick steps back in a heavy stumble. Hannibal's breathing was labored and his eyes wide as ever. Crimson painted his form as he eyed the other two. Thankfully no one was too badly hurt.. yet. If the other two purchased some more blows the Croc would be dead in hopefully a minute or two.