Marrow

Marrow had gotten herself turned around. The forest was thick and dense and the sudden fog wasn't helping matters. At least she'd found a body of water. A large lake that promised some relief from her thirst. She pushed through the strands of low hanging moss and was about to bend her head to drink when movement made her second guess herself. Was there something in the water? Her ears flicked forward, peering through the murky water when a massive crocodile sprang out.

Marrow shrieked and leapt back, just getting herself out of the way of the jaws. She shuffled back further, hackles and fur standing on end. "The fuck…" She stared at the large reptile as it walked out of the water, turned, then dove after her. Marrow leapt up the nearest tree trunk, scrambling up out of the way of the creature's teeth. "Oh, fuck off!" She yelled at it. Nasty thing!

Wendigo had lost track of Marrow in the mists - it wasn't difficult, since she was literally a white wolf and he didn't have the sort of attitude in life to actually pay attention to others' whereabouts - but the sound of her crying out drew his attention right away, whipping his head towards the sound and his powerful limbs springing that direction before his brain had even caught up enough to think "oh hell no, no one messes with Marrow but me" though that thought did finally make its way there around the time he was was leaping over a rotting log. He landed, mismatched eyes narrowing on the scene. The giant reptile snapping its way after Marrow as she scrambled up a tree trunk, mist swirling around them like a dance. A furious bellow ripped from Wendigo's chest, the fierce warcry echoing as he leaped forward again to dig his massive claws into the crocodile's tail, dragging it back from Marrow. It obviously wasn't a fan of that, since it turned on him with snapping jaws and only a quick awkward hopping kept Wendigo behind it, clinging to its tail. Whoops!

Marrow

Marrow clung to the tree, tail pulled up tight as she glared at the giant lizard. She was starting to think Auster really just sucked. Maybe this was the reason most scent trails seemed to go around this forest rather than through it. Thankfully, she wasn't totally alone. Wendigo stormed onto the scene, digging his claws into the beast's tail and pulling it back. Marrow let out a cheer and with a skilled warrior assisting her she couldn't resist getting into the fray herself.

As the crocodile turned away she leapt from the tree onto its back, her fangs digging into the back of its neck, her claws into its side as she held on for dear life. It was thrashing now then suddenly it started to roll. Marrow scrambled off, narrowly avoiding being pinned.

Marrow was quick to join into the fray now that she had backup, a fact that Wendigo was particularly appreciative of considering he was running circles basically chasing his own tail to keep ahead of the beast. Her added weight in front of him pinned the reptile down for a moment, long enough for him to dislodge his claws in case it started spinning again - though it instead started rolling and he and Marrow bailed on opposite sides. A deep rumble echoed in Wendigo's chest, and at this point he was practically seeing red. No one fucked with anything that was his, especially not an overgrown lizard. The ugly creature was going to pay for presuming to try to make Marrow his meal.

Pouncing forward, he slammed his full, considerable weight onto the crocodile's exposed underjaw and throat, pinning its jaws shut and claws dragging red lines across the scales of its throat. A low snarl bubbled up as the Saxe scion crouched over the thrashing reptile, eyes gleaming as he watched the blood in satisfying rivulets. But... "Finish it, Marrow," he said quietly to the yearling, a faint purr of temptation in his voice as he invited her into the kill. Not sexual, he didn't think about the kid like that, but a very different temptation. The temptation of ending the life of another predator who in other circumstances may have ended her. Vindictive, cruel, that temptation. But beautiful.

Marrow

Marrow snarled as the crocodile hissed. She hated the thing! This was the second one that had tried to end her and she felt a particular resentment toward this beast. Marrow scooted back out of reach, limbs coiling as she searched for an opening. At that moment Wendigo pounced, slamming down onto the crocodile, pinning its jaws shut. He beckoned her to finish it and grinning she leapt forward, jaws flung wide. He fangs sank deep into the reptile's throat, he claws sinking in on either side of her teeth as she ripped and thrashed her head, pulling out chunk of flesh after chunk. Even after the crocodile had ceased to be among the living she continued digging until she rendered the anatomy of its neck wide open. Marrow licked at the blood staining her maw before turning to Wendigo with a grin. "We showed that piece of shit!"

Wendigo kept his claws dug in and his weight on the crocodile as it thrashed and tried to roll to no avail, and Marrow's own slashing, ripping claws and fangs finally brought its struggles to an end. The Saxe's mismatched eyes burned too brightly, fever brightly, grin sharp and savage, as he proudly watched the wolf he considered his protege tearing into the reptile with gleeful ferocity. Marrow turned to him with a grin and he pulled his claws dripping from the reptile's corpse and he returned it. "We sure did, kid." He patted her on the head fondly, like a kid sister, though it left the previously-white fur there sticky and dark with congealing blood. "Maybe next time these scaley assholes will think twice about messing with you." About messing with something that belongs to me. He'd rip every crocodile on this fucking continent into bite sized chunks if one of them actually hurt Marrow, that was for sure.