"Wildlife survival exercises were pretty standard training for me. That, and the world I'm from is just crawling with monsters that all wanna make you their snack." All he had were natural predators. Frankly it was a surprise human civilization had advanced as far as it had considering the hostility of his world.

Fortunately she had met someone well-versed in how to find his way around out in the wild. And how to deal with things that likely want to eat you. He'd call it lucky, but honestly Seifer had just been waiting for an opportunity to come along that would give him an excuse to get out and feel a little useful. Playing guide and guardian was a good way to not go stir crazy. Her comment earned a quiet chuckle. "Pepper spray mace? Not much good against monster threats. Just piss 'em off."

Extra eyes in unfamiliar territory was always valuable. Seifer was himself alert as they walked, watching and listening for anything that might indicate they were being stalked or followed. "So, what's this crocdog thing we're lookin' for anyway?"