How Doth the Little Crocodile

Together, the pair made their kill. Once flipped, the creature didn't stand a chance. It seemed as though, once the stars were aligned, death took mere moments. The scarred woman held firmly until Killian stepped back and spoke. Only then did she release her hold of the reptiles lifeless jaws. One could never be too careful with crocodilians. One snap. One roll and you'd lose an entire limb. Or worse.

Sliding out from beneath the hefty beast, the now bloodied woman sat aside, catching her breath. Only when she had done so did she answer. "Too big to carry all the way back. Crocodile meat is delicious though and we shouldn't waste it." She could send him back for Iolaire's small cart. By the time he returned, she could have the skin off and the meat ripped into serviceable sections. "Would you like to help remove the skin or would you like to run back to the Armada for Iolaire's cart?" That lone sulfur eye was fixed upon him as she waited for an answer.

"World-breaker..."

Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.