My, What Big Teeth You Have...

Tove nods to the wolf’s request, wondering how the hell she will keep it on its back. The male goes for the head and she dives for the tail, wrapping her legs around the wiggling appendage in an attempt to pin it. The gray wolf is fast, jumping here and there to avoid the flashing teeth. He touches the back and the crocodile begins to roll, Tove releases her hold and waits for the beast to be on its back before throwing her body across the upper part of its tail and lower part of its body. It stalls for a few moments and, when she backs off to avoid being rolled on, she sees a red streak of blood coating the ground.

Wheels turn as she looks at the great beast, watching as it rolls. Adjusting her position, Tove jumps onto and wraps her front legs around the creature’s head when its belly is face up. Bracing against the ground with her back legs, Tove wrestles to keep the crocodile from rolling anymore and allow her companion the killing blow.


"Tove Baade"