AskPythor

The snakes watched in fear as humans surrounded them. They didn't want to fight.....not anymore. All they wanted was acceptance. A teenage girl stared, she loved snakes and this she just couldnt watch. Marie was her name and she believed the serpentine didn't deserve to be locked away. She clenched her fists and ran up a small hill tall enough so everyone could see her. "ENOUGH!!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs grabbing everyones attention. "This isn't right! The serpentine dont deserve to be locked away!" she yelled. "Stay out of this little girl! These creatures are evil! They are not one of us!" "That isn't true!" she shook her h

Fushia eyes,mysterious yet knowing. Diamonds of blue,embedded on your regal scales. Long serpent tail,proving your strength. Coldblooded,yet warm hearted towards those you care about. How do you do it,being the last of your kind? You've kept it together,since the dawn of time. Being scheming yet caring. Careful yet daring. Protective yet loving. Warm with life yet coldblood runs through your veins. How do you do it,Pythor of the Anacondrai. Just,how?