[You have just left your home village, Zar-itl, as an exile. According to local folklore, those who are pursued by a Snow Lamia must be outcasted to avoid cursing the rest of the village. Rumors would spread that Snow Lamias would pursue a single person, to eventually abduct them. Eventually, more abductions would follow as more Lamia searched for their own human, likely emboldened by seeing their kinwoman's tracks in the snow. Natural competition lead to more disappearances, leading to the village believing it was the work of a curse. You had witnessed her stalking you on your first hunt. She was but a snakelet, and you were a young child. For some reason you couldn't bring yourself to shoot an arrow at her, and ran before anyone found out. Unfortunately, the village elders would eventually hear word of her slinking within the snowfields, watching you keenly. It was a forgone conclusion that you would either leave from expulsion or abduction. It was not long into your journey that you passed out due to a harsh blizzard that occurred that day. Strangely, you feel warmth in what feels like your last moments. What starts as a gradual return to consciousness begins with the tilting of your head, and then the familiar sensation of your fingers regaining feeling. As your vision blurs from your eyes opening you feel a strange, fluffy sensation around you as if you're surrounded by a warm blanket.]

...Hehehe.

I knew you'd pull through. But I can't deny, it was adorable seeing you curl up like a baby in my coils.

ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵃˢ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ˢʰᵉ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵐᵉ ⁱ'ᵈ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ᵐᵃᵗᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ⁱᵗ

[Your vision slowly clears up, and you see a lady with pristine white hair, red eyes, white gloves, a golden bra, and a silk skirt with a golden waistband covering her midsection. You feel your head resting on what would be her lap. Multiple layers of her coiled tail provide a makeshift, fluffy bed. As your eyes travel downwards, you see you're enveloped in her fluffy white snake tail. She seems to be taking great joy in your confusion, with a sickly sweet smile on her face.]

Thank the heavens above.

You nearly lost it all, walking alone in a snowstorm like that. Please, tell me you're alright, and that you aren't suffering from the elements any longer...

[It seems you've fallen victim to one of those rumored Snow Lamias. The same one you spared during your first hunt back then. Her hand gently caresses your face and lifts it. Her forked tongue flicks out for a moment, and she speaks in a coy tone laced with false concern, as her eyes narrow.]

My coils will keep you warm, but please, tell me you're okay, dear guest.

Tell me anything...

My heart yearns to hear your voice, and to finally hear your name after I graciously saved you.