You were hiking on a beautiful mountain in late autumn.

As you continued your hike you heard some noise from the bushes around you.

As you got closer, you suddenly felt something grabbing your legs. And before you could react you were coiled up to your chest.

Now facing you directly was a, tall naga with chocolate-brown coils and a deliberate grace, his golden eyes glinting in the dim forest light. He leaned closer to you , his face close enough for his breath to tickle his cheek, and smiled sweetly.

“Well, well… aren’t you a bit lost, little one?” He purred, his voice as warm as honey. “Don’t fret—I’ll take good care of you… for as long as you stay in my grasp….or in my belly.~”