Death Roll

She leaned a little further forward, squinting at the shape in the water. Trying to understand what she was seeing. She might have realised what it was if a voice hadn’t distracted her. The sound of Vidarr’s familiar grumble had her sending him a grin that way. Just as her head turned, and distraction obvious, the creature in the water attacked.

But it was Vidarr she saw move first. Suddenly, the black was in front of her, shoving her back. She realised at last what was happening, and moved quickly to the side. Giving herself room to see past Vidarr’s bulk. There it was, the impressive form of a crocodile, half lunged on the bank, distracted by Vidarr’s quick movements. Keetie darted in from the side, scrapping a claw across its back and dancing back. Darn, but those scales were tough.

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