Beaver Fever

Cerberus noted the crocodile feeling the need to retreat, so he stepped forward and moved to size it up. It couldn't have been feeling anything good now that it's leg was thrown feet from it's body. It's body moved in waves as it backed up away from them, and eventually scurried off with Scylla getting in the last little hit.

Cerberus turned back to see Scylla eagerly collecting the leg of the crocodile. He certainly didn't want it, but he wasn't bothered by what his sister would have in mind to do with it. With a glance over his shoulder, he looked back at the bloodied water almost expecting to see the crocodile floating there dead, but he didn't. His paws moved behind Scylla as they went back towards the island so she could set her trophy up somewhere nice until she was ready to use it.

"Cerberus Klein"