Beaver Fever

Cerberus listened to what Scylla had to say though his mouth was a little occupied to really respond or focus, so he stayed silent as he too thrashed at the croc's leg. His brow raised as he saw her on top of the beast, holding it's dangerous mouth shut with a stick, maybe almost riding it's head like a bull. It had thrown her off of it's body in it's own thrashing, which caused Cerberus to bite down harder onto the sensitive part of it's leg so it wouldn't focus on her. It spun to go after him but he was quick on his feet and tore the leg of the crocodile at an awkward angle in turn actually ripping the leg from it's body. He tossed the piece of the crocodile aside, going to face off with it again had it tried to go after him or Scylla again. He wondered if it would bleed out or somehow scurry off... it would probably die either way considering it was missing a leg.

"Cerberus Klein"