open your eyes | p, taron

[eobshin]

[align=center][div style="width:450px;text-align:justify;margin-top:10px;color:#000;"][font=verdana][size=8pt]It seemed that every time the little snake ended up leaving her father's side for more than a second, she wound up upset about leaving him in the first place. It was like she would never learn; her instinct to hide was too much to ignore, but her distress at being alone would always conflict with it. Eobshin was currently curled up in a branch toward the edges of the territory, occasionally flicking her tongue out to taste the air. She wasn't as scared as she probably should have been, given the circumstances. If a predator were to appear, she would be an easy catch. Despite this, she was under the impression that her father and her clanmates were super heroes, ready to save her at any given moment if she needed it.

Quietly, she shifted her head, laying it onto one of her body rolls.

"Babby snack."she muttered.