whats up croc?

Ulmaria scrambled deep down into the mangrove roots where she was fairly certain the crocodile couldn't get. Being barely a season old she could worm her way farther back then most predators could get but she also didn't want to be so far away she couldn't help. Technically, though, she'd promised Álarr to run and hide next time she ran into a large predator. So, she was making good on that promise right? She was trying after all. At the thrashing sound of water she scooted forward and poked her head up between the roots to see the small boy and her uncle going after the crocodile. She felt a confusing mix of emotions. She felt safe back here but she also felt guilty for hiding while the others battled the creature. She watched intently, looking for an opening and learning as much as she could from watching the other two fight.