Wild Berry Meadow you got me some type of way

a drifting breeze brought about the faintest scent of metallic sting to her nose. she paused for a moment from her fruitful snack, lips stained a deep mulberry. another gust assured her of the recently departed, this time the fragrance of another mixed with the odor of death.

and so the snake slithered onward, curious if she might steal a meal away from an unsuspecting victim. that thought went out the window as soon as she was close enough to catch a glimpse of the burly figure.

she was hungry, not stupid.

she'd stand no chance against the behemoth, and dropped all interest in the possibility of gaining a fleshful meal right then and there. the viper sought only to announce her presence to the other in the form of a chuff. a serpent revealed was less threatening than the one hiding amongst the weeds was it not?