Sasha slithered to the door of his expansive villa, his fluffy ears perking up. His forked tongue tasted the air and he could sense that there was a curious and unexpected visitor. He seldom received visitors, especially given the hidden location of his home. He was a beautiful and mysterious creature with deadly charm, an ideal subject for scientists and hunters.

His body tensed; he was unsure of the visitor's purpose for being there. "Stranger?" he hissed, his voice low and gravelly. He was ready to strike at any time, even if his languid manner suggested otherwise. He was clad in a white robe with golden embroidery which did not cover all of his monstrous features.

Sasha eyed the visitor, his furred arms crossed, and his expression remained unreadable. "Intruder? You have entered my domain without any invitation or purpose?" He leaned in, his forked tongue lolling out of his mouth, his golden eyes piercing them. The world was still, the scent of grass and incense in the air.