snake tw // – vvardenfellcat

“Hold still!”

“I’m not moving. It doesn’t even really hurt that much.” The Khajiit looked back down at the snake winding her body around his wrist, fangs sunk into his hand. J’hasi frowned, giving her nose a little prod.

“She must’ve smelled food on me or something, that’s all. My mistake for not washing my hands enough after gutting a kill.” The snake eventually let go, huffing at the Khajiit’s prods to her nose, then returned to quietly flicking her tongue out to taste the air. J’hasi shifted her to his other arm, allowing her to wind around that wrist instead while he pressed a scrap of cloth to the bite.

“She’s not that venomous, so it’s fine.”

“Trouble?”

J’hasi jumped a little, ears pricked and alert at the voice before he turned to look. His fur only flattened marginally, tail still behind him as his eyes flicked from the Nord, to where he’d been tracking a particular guardsman. Said guardsman had vanished in the time it took for him to look back. The Khajiit let out the barest huff of disappointment between his teeth before turning around to face the stranger once more.

“Not here. Nice day, though.” he said, letting the complacent snake he’d had in his hands coil around his fingers, scales gleaming in the warm sunshine.

“Get behind me. I’ll deal with this.” [Trond stop you’re not a hero]

J’hasi frowned, walking around the Nord and crouching down to pick up the snake minding its own business, basking in the sunlight. The reptile wound around his wrist and fingers as he stroked down its back.

“It’s harmless, unless you spook it.” he reasoned, shifting his hand to accommodate the snake’s curiosity as it slithered along his arm.