snakes on a plain

Strai bared his teeth at the stranger as she approached him. Despite his youth they were close in height. Robbed of height, she didn't have the same intimidating air as most strangers. That didn't mean he didn't see her as a threat. He pushed harder on the snake beneath his paw, pushing it into the dirt. He turned his head slightly to the side, manoeuvring his cheek spurs into a defensive position. 


Slowly he extended his retractable claws, slicing into the captive snake. It jerked and died beneath him. Killing the weapon she had thrown at him. If she thought the snake would soften him up and make him easy prey, she was badly mistaken. "I was minding my own business until you threw this at me" he growled. Picking up the dead snake, he tossed it at her.