Then Skyiler jerked his head down "Haeh'KSHUUUH!" the poor snake goes flying off the feral's muzzle and disappears in the tall grass.
The feral shakes his head, then when he opens his eyes he realized the snake isn't on his muzzle anymore.
"Great, I just killed him... That gust was pretty strong" He said to himself.

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Third page in the contest entry... poor Snake XD

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