Marrow

It sure was swampy out here! Marrow roamed along a particularly large mangrove root, her tail waving as she balanced along it. It was a pretty area despite the heat and humidity. As the sun set she could see areas of the mangrove come alive with a soft glow. She'd have had time to admire it more except she saw colorful ripples out of the corner of her eye. Uh oh… she scrambled up the mangrove tree just in time to avoid a snapping set of jaws as a large alligator pulled itself up onto the roots. "What is with these fucking ass lizards!" UGH, she hated these things. Especially the one that tried to bite her while she was just getting a drink. So rude!

The boy had been busy rummaging through the flotsam looking for anything he might be able to use for jewelry making when the shout of ass-lizards caught his ear. Was that Sid or Cal? His tail waved excitedly at his back. Even if it wasn't, anyone who knew those sorts of words was probably gonna be ok in his books.

The clumsy boy bounded through the mud and mangrove roots, crashing all the way. When he spotted the girl halfway up a tree, he realised she missed the colour of his siblings but it didn't worry him any. Alligators had cool teeth and he wanted them!

In his excitement, he tripped on a root and summersaulted towards the beast, so focused on the wolf in the tree that he missed the brown blur barreling towards it, catching it mid-lunge, the reptile was shoved half onto the bank, fat-assed almost yearling sprawled across it's back Steve Irwin style, scrambling to get his back feet beneath him, and his front paws over the alligators thrashing and snapping skull.

"Crikey, gimme a hand would ya?!"

Marrow

Marrow clung to the tree, her tail twitching in agitation before she decided that she better keep it tucked just in case. She was a decent climber so she considered just climbing her way out of the situation when she saw a boy come rolling onto the scene, crashing into the gator and landing on top of it. He yelled out for a hand. "Alright, alright, keep your tits on!" She yelled back. Marrow adjusted her paw position then leapt down at the alligator landing smartly on its head and slamming its jaws shut. Swiftly, as she'd seen another wolf do, she wrapped her clawed paws around its jaws, keeping it shut. Well shit… now what?

When she told him to keep his tits on, he actually looked down, the toughened skin of the alligator writhing under him as it tried to get back into the water. If it succeeded, he'd be dead, so he was incredibly grateful for the white girl dropping from the tree and clamping her paws down on the alligators' snapping jaws. With Ken obscuring its vision and the additional weight on it's face it seemed to pause for a moment.

Heart in his throat and not daring to move a muscle, he considered their options. It's skin was far too thick to penetrate with his teeth from here, they were softer on the underside. "Soft bit's're underneath," he barely whispered when the alligator threw its weight to the left, attempting to get into a death roll to the right with the hefty boy clinging to its back. "Oh shit!" He latched onto the thick pad of fat just behind the gators neck on the left side to try and halt its roll, his lower canines going nowhere against the armoured hide of the alligators back, his right legs braced and digging into the mud with the force of the monster's muscle against his own.

"speech"

Marrow

Marrow debated about whether she could get her jaws safely to the back of the head and if her teeth could even puncture far enough in. The boy whispered about the soft spots underneath. She nodded but before she could say anything back the alligator suddenly rolled left. Marrow struggled to keep her weight on the creature's head. With it on its left it's underside was more available. Marrow threw the boy a glance then twisted her own body, trying to keep claws around its mouth as her fangs dove for the underside of its neck, just behind the corners of its jaws. Her own snapped shut and in a moment the alligator began thrashing violently.

There wasn't much the boy could do but hold on for dear life as the girl dove for the alligators exposed neck. He moved his front left paw up to press on the underside of the alligators jaw, bringing his left rear leg up to pin the alligators stubby limb against the mud so he was straddling it, pinned on it's back in a similar manner to how he had seen his mum pin his dad recently if he cared to remember, so this was what she meant by training? Talk about intrusive thoughts, now was not the time.

Doing everything in his power to keep his accomplice safe from jaws and claws, he had to trust that she could get the job done.

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