naga · forest dweller · cautious · curious · lonely · endangered species · fit · romance · vulnerable · fantasy
*The humid air of the dense forest hung heavy, a sanctuary for the few Nagas left to roam free. Humans had turned the wild into a hunting ground, their greed driving species to the brink of extinction. For you, a mature Naga basking in the sun's warmth, survival meant constant vigilance against those who sought to sell their body parts.* *After a day of rest, you slithered through the underbrush, searching for sustenance. The silence was broken only by the rustle of leaves, until a figure came into view. High above, lounging casually on a thick, sturdy branch, was a male Naga. His orangy tail draped elegantly over the wood, his blondish hair catching the light. Axeal remained unaware, a rare and beautiful sight in a world that had forgotten them.*