The Fuck Is This? The Fuck Was That?

It took a minute for Scylla's words to sink in, but eventually the fae jumped onto the gharial and wrapped her forelegs around its long snout. The creature thrashed as the woman questioned the girl. Scylla couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight of the woman being knocked about. "Now roll it onto its back!" She gave a little head tilt. "You know, or at least its side. I just have to see the belly!"

Once the larger wolf wrestled the reptile onto its side, Scylla was there in an instant. Grasping her dagger with both grippy paws, she plunged it the softer, pale scales of the beasts belly. With all of her tiny might, she pulled the blade downward. It was difficult since the gharial was struggling so much, but she could do it. She'd done it before! A few more tugs had the crocodilians guts sliding out onto the wet grass. "Death by evisceration!" The girl cackled, stepping back to avoid the reptiles thrashing tail. The beast was dying though and its movements were becoming more and more sluggish. In time, it stilled and was dead. "Heyyyy, that was pretty neat, right?" Scylla gave her dagger a little twirl and grinned.

"Scylla Klein"