That's Not A Log

Ragna hummed to herself as she walked along with her husband. The day was beautiful though a touch too hot and humid for her taste. Now that summer was moving into Boreas she was interested on working her way up north where the weather would be a bit more tolerable. They paused so her husband could get a drink and as he did she took a look at the scenery around her. There were a number of interesting plants she wished to gather in case they had healing properties. She looked back to Skæ and noticed him looking at something in the water. It immediately clicked what it was. "Skæ!" She seized her husband by his scruff and yanked him back just as the jaws of a massive salt water crocodile closed over the space where his head had been moments before.