Crocodile Dundee

Pestilence was running out of steam and options, and her movements were becoming sluggish enough that the crocodile's terrifying teeth were able to get too close for comfort. She considered that perhaps it was stupid to invite Thalia to assist, though it never crossed the proud yearling's mind that if she attacked the thing by herself she'd likely be dead by now. Right when she was about to snap - to tell her hunting partner how useless she was - Thalia's bite found it's way through and the beast stopped moving beneath her.

Pestilence released a heavy sigh, slumping her shoulders and ending her distraction dance. Pink eyes remained sharp upon the creature in case it had one last movement in it, but she took the moment to breathe and relax. "Thank you." She offered, though her words were clipped. "I think you're right."

She stepped bit closer, lifting a paw carefully to prod at it's face and ready to back the fuck up should it lunge. Nothing happened, and she sighed once more in relief. "I appreciate your help." Pestilence wanted to take something back from it, a trophy of her strength. Would Thalia want to do the same? She waited, eyes upon the other girl as she waited for her to speak. If there was to be an argument over who deserved the spoils, Pestilence was ready. Any excuse to argue with an Abraxas was a good one, and if it turned into a fight she'd be equipped to handle that as well.