Serpent Lake Souffrir le Martyre

 A black adder slithered through the rocks in a deadly silence. Yet where scales should have glistened, sleek, obsidian fur clung to a skinny body. A raccoonish pattern fixed along it's back, and spire ears. The creature's form elongated with each fluid movement, and its waist was limited to singular curves than that of a true blooded snake. Eyes, ghostly and owlish, and set upon a fallen figure ahead.

A coy smile floated on her inky mouth, and she fell into a sit not far away. Perfect posture, legs tucked in, back up straight, and muzzle aimed down into her chest fur.

Mischievious!

Nobody there to save him from her mouth!

"Is He tired?"