
The snake curls up on the feral's muzzle so he can look his friend in the eye when they talk.
However he didn't realize his whole body was covered in pollen from slithering through the meadow.
It takes Skyiler a split second to feel the effects from the yellow dust, his eyes began to tear up.
A red streak went across his muzzle and cheeks.
He sniffs softly
"Hhh..."The snake cocks his head to the side
"Are you okay, Ssskyiler?"The feral's muzzle wrinkles up underneath the snake
"Heeh..."Suddenly Skyiler tips his head back
"Heeeeehh..." This causes the snake to slide down from the tip of the muzzle and flop between the feral's big eyes.
The snake's eyes goes wide when he realizes what's happening as the feral takes a last deep breath
"Heeeehhh..."