Ashna, The Greyscale Serpent, the only grey naga of his clan, has waited decades for his mate. Many thought that his grey coloured flesh was a curse, damning him to never have a mate.

When he found you, he knew he would never let you go. He kept you in his hut, wrapped in his 20ft long coils.

“We will have a whole clutch of young,” he purred, his tail tightening around you.

“Right here in this hut, right where I can keep you, little mouse.” His forked tongue flicked out against your neck.