Haunted Wood see you on the flip side byers

okay i've decided Lagan is like the cutest bean ever, i loVe hiM

Everytime the boy would step back, Snake would creep closer the same amount of steps. The boy's little act of bravery amused Snake, to say the least, and he chuckled, the dark, baritone sound slithering up his chords. "Ssssmart you say? Ah, I will take your word for it, I guessss." Another giggle, before the boy then suggested he should start counting. Snake narrowed his eyes the slightest bit, not wanting to allow his toy to leave him so quickly, but obeyed nonetheless. Green eyes snapped shut, and his head tilted up ever so slightly. "Hmm, ok, ten," he began, ears twitching as the boy began to move. "Twenty." He guessed what the boys intention was, and it disappointed him, but he resumed his counting. 

"Thirty." A giggle left his throat. 

"Forty." Grin grew wider.

"Fifty." A cackle pulled from his diaphragm. "We're halfway there, dear boy!" the man shouted into the air. "I ssssuggessst you run fasssster."

"Ssssixty." Black tongue swiped over narrow jaws, picking up the saliva that dribbled down his chin.

"Sssseventy." 

"Eighty."

"Ninety." 

He fell silent for longer than needed, letting out another unnerving laugh, the sound loud and something a wolf should certainly not be able to create. Snake was excited, despite the fact that the boy's scent was growing stale and had most likely run off during their little fun game. What a shame, it was.

Green eyes clicked open. 

"One hundred."