The Fuck Is This? The Fuck Was That?

Well, now that the attention was off of her... Scylla had heard the grunt of the gharial as another wolf that she hadn't met slammed into it. The girl skittered to a halt and turned to watch for a moment as the wolf and reptile squared off with one another. "They bite really hard, but if you hold their mouth shut, they can't open it!" A sound bit of advice that she'd learned while killing a crocodile with Dalila. As the woman held the crocs attention, Scylla ran up the length of its long tail and, pulling a serpentine knife out of hiding, stabbed the thing in one back leg. The gharial bellowed and thrashed left to right, trying to see what was biting it. Scylla hung on for all that she was worth.

"Scylla Klein"