Who knows about tomorrow?

Raanee hissed and opened her hood, brandishing her fangs at the snake that dared to threaten her while from his perch Moses moved closer, his bladelike beak glistening from the steam surrounding them and his claws digging into the branch where he stood. The bird could be fiercely protective of both Tyranis, and the man’s familiar but knew full well they were both deadly in their own right.

Tyranis stepped closer, examining the serpent’s head and eyes before making his judgement. “It’s not a viper, that’s for sure, from the way it’s acting under your paw I’d say it’s a constrictor and lacks venom." He explained, starting to feel tired between the heat and the emotional drain seeing any of his family put on him.