Snakes on a plane

Drifting along the shoreline of the lake, Rhazien was enjoying the midmorning weather. A soft breeze rolled through the plains, ruffling his fur, and swaying the tall grasses in a rhythmic pattern that was almost psychedelic in appearance. Off in the distance, he could see other band members- their silhouettes walking alongside each other, as they started their assigned tasks for the day. And what was he doing at the lakeside? Stopping to get a drink of course, before setting out to patrol the border.

Nearing a shallower inlet at the lakeshore, he stopped and brought his head down to the water. Lapping up a few drinks, keeping his ears trained on its depths, given a crocodile emerged from it a few days prior. Filling his belly, he turned to leave- but something farther down the shore caught his eye. Scales shimmering in the sun, flashing like a beacon straight in his eyes… and belonging to a massive, slithering serpent who emerged from the grasses to find refuge in the lake. Now, that simply wouldn’t do. A threat like that needed to be eradicated- and Rhazien was happy to do so.  

"Rhazien Saxe"