Creepy Crawlies
09-26-2020, 09:41 AM
This crocodile wasn't very happy about how things were working out. Naiche wouldn't want to be the crocodile right now either against its odds. He splooshed back in the water as the croc turned its head towards him, but it couldn't focus on Naiche for long as it was attacked again from other directions. Fighting the croc in the armada's seascape had been easier in the ground didn't try suck up paws so much but on the other hand more wolves was nice. Naiche found a spot to get a bitter grip on the ground, jumping in to bite onto the croc's neck thinking it's neck might be able to turn at the angle as well. Mmm incoming teeth! Whether they could reach or not they were intimidating enough to send Naiche backing off. The bite had still connected though with the monster's thick skin it only managed to do so much damage. At least it was giving the crocodile more reason to decide this was a poor fight? Hopefully. Mort had managed to kill one, but Mort had saber teeth and claws and latched onto its belly. Naiche didn't see anything special about any of those here. A thought occured! "Keep him busy, one minute!" Naiche splashed his way free of mock into stable ground, quickly searching the mangrove for what he needed. Speech:"Live to fight" Think
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