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Feedback is accepted, please comment. I might ask for a character once, but no promises. This is a story of a snake who is mis-understood and is looking for adventure.
Chapter One:
I slithered slowly across the reeds. I flicked my tongue in and out of my mouth. Fwit! Fwit! Was the noise it made. I stopped. I continued to flick my tongue in and out. Fwit Fwit Fwit! I used my vision to help me. I saw with heat. Anything alive would be red,orange, and yellow. Anything dead or not living would be blue,green, or purple. Hot things were red,orange, and yellow, I usually judged if things were dead or alive that way. Cold things were blue,green, or purple, and that was what I usually used to judge if something was dead. Things that were alive but not, such as plants, were, dark colors. I saw a small bundle of heat scutter around the reeds. I slowly approached it. Then I lunged out, Fang revealed, and heard a soft squeal as my fangs pierced the mouses skin and injected venom. I held it that way for a few more seconds, then swallowed it whole. Snakes can unhinge their jaws to get bigger, to swallow large prey. I relaxed for a bit, then moved on, back to my hole. The farmer walked past me, and saw me, but left me alone. Rattlesnakes, like me, usually hung around places like this. Farmers liked that because we killed the mice and rats that eat the crops. Out reward was lots of food. I slithered down into the darkness of my underground burrow. It was an old fox den, but I chased out the fox and took it as my own home.
Chapter One:
I slithered slowly across the reeds. I flicked my tongue in and out of my mouth. Fwit! Fwit! Was the noise it made. I stopped. I continued to flick my tongue in and out. Fwit Fwit Fwit! I used my vision to help me. I saw with heat. Anything alive would be red,orange, and yellow. Anything dead or not living would be blue,green, or purple. Hot things were red,orange, and yellow, I usually judged if things were dead or alive that way. Cold things were blue,green, or purple, and that was what I usually used to judge if something was dead. Things that were alive but not, such as plants, were, dark colors. I saw a small bundle of heat scutter around the reeds. I slowly approached it. Then I lunged out, Fang revealed, and heard a soft squeal as my fangs pierced the mouses skin and injected venom. I held it that way for a few more seconds, then swallowed it whole. Snakes can unhinge their jaws to get bigger, to swallow large prey. I relaxed for a bit, then moved on, back to my hole. The farmer walked past me, and saw me, but left me alone. Rattlesnakes, like me, usually hung around places like this. Farmers liked that because we killed the mice and rats that eat the crops. Out reward was lots of food. I slithered down into the darkness of my underground burrow. It was an old fox den, but I chased out the fox and took it as my own home.
