Crooked Grin

Úlfr watched the crocodile carefully, searching for a good target he could sink his fangs into. When the horned boy latched onto the crocodile's tail and Stjarna seized it's closed jaws Úlfr dove down low and bit deep into the crocodiles neck. Or, at least what he assumed was the neck. He'd bitten just behind the corner of the jaw and held on fast. The crocodile continued to twist and flail until suddenly it began to spin. The force of the spin ripped it right out of Úlfr's jaws but the force also resulted in a deep gash on the side of the crocodile's neck. It twisted toward the water as if it was going to try and make an escape. That suited him just fine. Úlfr didn't care much for the creatures and they were difficult and weird to fight, unlike the usual land predators he'd run into.