Crocodile Dundee

Pestilence's wariness wasn't surprising to her; Thalia was normally quite rigid and jumpy around strangers, and even now she was content to maintain a safe distance. She knew nothing about this girl, and though Thalia had a stockier build, Pestilence was quite a bit taller than her. They might end up being evenly matched if the stranger tried to attack her... but why would she? Thalia wasn't the type to flee from a fight, she'd stand her ground, but surely it wouldn't come to that, right? For a moment she regarded her with narrowed eyes, though her attention soon shifted almost completely to the crocodile they were stalking. A sliver of her attention would linger on Pestilence, but just enough to stay alert if she tried anything foolish.

"And it's skin looks pretty thick," Thalia added, squinting into the distance. As thick as a wolf's coat could be, this thing looked like it had a much tougher skin than any wolf, obvious even from a distance. Pestilence offered up an idea - to have her jump on its back and go for its spine - but gave no indication as to what she would do. "I suppose that works. As long as I can actually sink my teeth in deep enough." Slowly she continued moving forward, trailing after the thing, though she paused before continuing. "And you'll...?" Her tone was unassuming, merely curious as she tilted her head toward Pestilence and tried to decide what Pestilence intended to do. Either way, they had to act before the crocodile got away, so Thalia began to lope forward toward it. At the last second she picked up her pace, concentrating as she dove straight for the unusual beast - jumping straight at its back and aiming her parted jaws at the center of its spine.