The Firesnake, finished digesting its fine meal, she un-clenches her anus and craps out a long line of human bones along the detritus strewn jungle floor. She leaves the feces as it slithers away to stalk more prey.With such a fast metabolism, the snake is always on the hunt for more unwilling prey. She is a master hunter, the equal of few but her kin. The hunting party has been reduced to mere bleached bones in a mucky brown bend of snake shit.
They are not the first prey to mark these forest burroughs with their deaths, nor will they be the last.
In the World of Bones, there is a fine line between the predator and the prey. The victors get to live another day, and the losers are reduced to defecated remains. But even should you win the day, tomorrow will be another struggle to survive, even for this great hunter..