My Anaconda Don't Want None

Ragna had gotten herself turned around on her hunt for her remaining herb stores. Now that she had a pack to call home she wanted to get all her herbs collected in one place for the benefit of her new pack. Of course this meant going across Boreas to gathering stores that she had ferreted away here and there until they'd be able to find a permanent home. On her way to one of the stores she'd taken a turn she now regretted. She was back in the mangroves. A place where she'd run into giant snakes, crocodiles and more mosquitos than she thought existed.

Her eyes were fixed on the water and she moved cautiously forward. She spied something swimming and immediate felt her stomach sink. It had to be another one of those nasty serpents. Before she could ponder it much more she looked up to see the serpent heading for a boy. Oh no. She leapt forward just as the snake struck. She had the luck to latch onto the things neck about four inches back from the head. She'd spared the boy her fangs but immediately she saw the coils retracting out of the water and seeking out her body.