Qeya River crocodile

crossing a river, he doubled back with the consideration to wash his exploits away. the blood he wore had been rubbed clean from his throat and chest.
did he want to display this conquest? she bad barely fought back. it wasn't worth the praise a man might share - and on that topic, what man? kukuvrak crossed shallows and midway, took a plunge.
he swam a while, surfaced, and continued on his way west until the qeya - and it's village - greeted him.