Exiting the pack's ground was an easy task as Gertrud guided him to the "boiling lakes." As the name suggested, the water in these lakes must be hot, but not to the boiling point, lest they would be all steam by now.
"So, how do you hope to kill those crocodiles? Not that I doubt your strength, far from it, but they are bigger, stronger, and meaner than us." Of course, crocodiles were one of the best designs in nature.
"You can't just go there, stroll in, and kill them, can you?" Gertrud asked with a concerned voice. Does she worry about him, or does she worry about him until he kills the Great Bear and gives her clan grounds back to the pack?
"Nah, this is exactly what I'm going to do. Stroll in, kill them, go back. Unless they have a supernatural power or are as strong as the Great Bear you speak of, I won't have to worry about them."
