The captain of the Winged Sail finds himself in the fanciest ship he has ever seen in his life, the halls of which were mostly empty as the guards manning it were rushing about, trying to make sense of what had happened earlier.

Right now he finds himself in an overly open captain's quarters of sorts, the viewport of the ship looking over the circus, though the glare of the sun makes it hard to see out.

Before him are a large group of snakevine sunning themselves, with a single one standing out from the group.

"I know it can hardly compare to the majesty of your blackbird, but this is my dear Sassy and her brood. I...do so adore her colorations, and relaxing under the sun with her."

Starlis walks through the mass of snakevines, softly settling beside the one that stands out among the rest, softly patting a claw over the petals atop its head.

The snakevine had slithered its way about the captain, little tongue fwipping out as it seemed to keep an interest in him.

The snakevine suddenly tenses around the captain, squeezing him tightly in his coils!

The captain finds himself being almost crushed by the massive snake, as it lightly flicks out its little tongue at him again, his head buried into the snake's fluff.

Fwip.