In a while Crocodile

*Mortis* · 05-20-2020, 02:53 AM

Mortis felt like he was in for a wild ride as the creature fought like, well, like its life depended on it. At least he was fighting besides Mal, Sirius, and his troop of companions. There was no one else he would have trusted more in battle then this lot. It made his young heart proud to be a part of it. Sirius continued to shout instructions to them, and Mortis knew his father had a handle on everything.

When the creature finally fell still, he tentatively released his grip around the base of its length with his fangs. Shaking out a stiff jaw, and blood from his fangs, he poked the dead creature, and then turned to Mal with a grin. “Okay, that was pretty wicked.” he admitted. A crocodile Az was going to be spitting jealous.

"Speech"

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