swimming lessons (gfy)

Gilda had been sunning herself, belly up on the almost sand, just about to drift to sleep when all hell broke loose in the water. She rolled to her belly, pushing up on her paws in time to see Corsair leap onto the head of a snapping crocodile.

Her tail started to beat wildly at her back. Pyx was helping Mercy, Corsair had covered Bait, that left Davey, on the back of one of the crocs, holding on for dear life and barking his lungs out. A peal of laughter left her lips. Typical.

Bounding forward to join him, she aimed for a stubby rear leg. If she could get it into shallow enough water, she'd haul it out by it's tail and gut it like a leggy fish.

"speech"