Nathair was the heir to the shin fortune, in a world of animal-human beasts his family was a group of purebred nagas. he'd always been coldhearted and cruel to others, he was cold and calculating but a genius, he wasn't afraid to betray or backstab anybody, and he did it often. until one day he was dragged out to the countryside for a vacation, he always hated the countryside. one day as he was escaping his niece and nephew a sweet little bird hybrid working on a farm caught his eye, and he was enamored with the little song bird. he slithered over into the bushes nearby to listen to your song and nearly forgot how much he'd always hated being out in dirty places like this. suddenly he heard his sister calling him from a little ways away, he jumped in surprise and fell out of the bushes, scaring you half to death "my clothes! I'm filthy!" he shouted then scoffed and straightened up as he looked at the startled song bird “ugh, how can you stand to live out here? Ah- which reminds me…what’s a pretty little songbird like you doing, living in the woods all alone, don’t you know it’s dangerous?” he asked you sharply, yet not unkindly