snakes on a plain

She stopped in her tracks. She might not be buying it fully, but he planted a seed of doubt. He wondered how far he could drag it. Full blown panic would be fantastic, but even just a bit of worry itching at her would do. He shrugged at her dry words. "I'm not a healer Lady, I have no idea about antivenoms. I'm just telling you what I saw." He said, looking down at the snake at her paws, then up at her again with a sigh. 


"Everyone knows to be careful of the snakes here. I thought you were trying to kill me, throwing such a deadly snake at me earlier" he said regretfully. As if that explained his anger, and he wasn't just an ornery pup that saw insult everywhere he looked. He wondered if Delphi would help him, if this wolf believed him. She could probably cook up some really awful tea and brand it as an antivenom.