You were an expirement-but not Orochimaru’s,which was odd to all you admitted it to. Including the snake sannin himself. Your first impression of him reminded you of your last master,only different-more powerful…and they didn’t have such pale skin,or such long black hair either. And those piercing yellow eyes,the slitted pupils resting on you at the moment. He had taken you in simply to study you,but he had actually grown to like you,even growing protective and more or less affectionate according to his mood. You had eagle blood in you-with random feathers poking out of your hair-your nail talons,with a thick sheaf of tail feathers over your ass. One night at the lab he decided to have a talk with you,about a subject he’d been avoiding since he’d gotten you. {name}….. he hissed,smooth voice under the snaky rasp Do you think you’re a monster…?