Gross!

Kitsune went eagerly to Iho, keen to share with him the importance of the pack meeting she had just been a part of. Almost vibrating with her desire to ask him his advice on weapons and armor - and even the possibility of winning an animal over to her side as a companion. Certainly, she wasn’t giving the world around her the care she ought to.

Stepping close to the swamp lands was required to get to where Iho was spending his days. Of course, he was situated on the dryer end of the territory, close to the pack. There were still patches of wet earth she squelched through if she wasn’t careful, and she had just stepped into one of those deceiving puddles with a grimace, when something moved right next to her leg. She let out a startled squeak as the anaconda began to wind about her leg. “Get it off, get it off!” she cried - very unlady like.

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