the venomless snake

Sauntering along the borders of the Polar Sound, Rhazien was enjoying the midday warmth of the springtime sun. A majority of the snow had melted, giving way to patches of juvenile grasses and shrubbery. It was nice not having to wade through inches of snow. Being able to feel the earth at his paw pads, not having his toes feel like they were going to freeze off. And yet, even with the small reprieve from the winter’s unforgiving nature. Rhazien still hated living in the north.

Coming around a bend, he hadn’t expected to see the small, battered frame of Aurelia. The snarky, azure beauty. Lingering close to the border, and even closer to a small drop-off. There was a large patch of greenery here- perhaps she was foraging? He would give her the benefit of the doubt. Not wanting to drag her unconscious body back to her den, if she were thinking of attempting suicide again. His brows furrowed, sending a silent warning to behave. “Enjoying the warmth, little snake?” He croons, gravitating towards her, flashing her his suave, devilish smile. Did she remember how she had called herself, a snake in the grass? “I do hope you aren’t up to mischief.” Let's have a fun encounter- don’t make me parent you. Eyeing her while approaching, his domineering demeanor demanded a response.

"Speech"