Creepy Crawlies
09-22-2020, 05:56 PM
Naiche was becoming quite the brazen warrior. His ears had perked up on call out of the one wolf followed by silence. Naiche was hanging out in the mangroves with Pan hunting for termites or ants or whatever. Naiche looked at Pan and was about to call him but the time it would take his friend to get back down on his back might take too long. Naiche took off running, legs stretched long to get to where the sound was. Another fight? That’s what Naiche was hoping for. That wolf’s voice even sounded vaguely familiar. Not pack but someone he had run into before. When Naiche got the scene he paused long enough to get an eye full of the situation. Crocodile? This was the second one he’d run across to fight. However last time it had been one less wolf but Mort might have been better than 2 wolves in this case. Oh well. Naiche ran in hoping the other wolves would do their part, he leaped over the back of the beast so that he was on the opposite side of Shilah to bite into the crocodile’s other thick leg, eyes straining upwards to watch the direction of the crocodiles next attack. It might give up just for the sake of uneven numbers? Speech:"Live to fight" Think
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