We are both standing together. Our bellies are pressed up against each other. Croc: Hello stranger. Care to joing us? The crocodile said. The Wolf smiled back Wolfe: We are just sizing up our stomachs. The bellies slosh and growl as they rub together. The greasy fatty oils covering them from messy meals makes the scales of the crocodile reflective and slick while the fur of the wolf matted and sticky.