WHAT I'VE DONE - open; wandering

The sound of voices is what brings her to the surface- that and the meal she's captured in her stretching maw. Deciding to stay here with the others, for now, didn't make her want to eat what they tossed into their prey pile. Sure she's not above scavenging but if she can get access to fresh flesh, she prefers that. So seemingly out of no where comes first the flapping body of a fish and then after that, the snake attached to it effortlessly rising from the water. She slithers onto the ice and spits out the struggling creature, smearing blood across the ice. The serpent runs her forked tongue over her lips then raises her eyes to the little group. It takes a moment for the ice to fall from her eyes. Three she recognizes somewhat, one she doesn't. The cottonmouth has to will herself to be social, if not only because she doesn't want to feel awkward. "Hello. Who's that?" She flicks her tail toward North, pointing even though her ma told her that's not really polite (but she's still in hunting mode so her politeness is secondary at present). Moonshine moves to curl around her fish then and just leers at the Snowbound members quietly, waiting to get an idea of what's going on.

"died of stretch marks

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