In a while Crocodile
Mal
05-13-2020, 08:55 PM
She would've snorted at Mortis' matching growl, had they not been fighting a goddamned crocodile in that very moment. Instead, she held on, continuing to slash at the croc with her free set of claws until her foreleg was good and bloody, the metallic taste seeping onto her tongue from her grip on the soft flesh where the croc's haunch met the rest of its body. As Bast added her own weight to the creature, the crocodile crumbled underneath them, unable to escape the barrage. Still, he hissed and thrashed, almost doubling its efforts to throw its attackers off. It seemed very much alive and kicking, belying the fact that the tides had turned.
As the crock twisted its head and lurched for Mortis, Bast, and herself, Sirius and Bear came in, trapping the crocodile's neck and head. From there, it was swift work. The copper tang in the air strengthened as Sirius dealt lethal blows to the crock's front end.
Then, a sudden jerk. Was it dead? She didn't dare loosen her grip on the thing, just in case.
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