Ven realized that there was nothing to fear and relaxed.

"Mick? Nicccce name." she said. "Sssssso....do you live here? Isss thissss your territory? I'm still looking for sssomewhere, mysssself." She coiled up a little tighter.

"Boring asssss heck around here..." she muttered.

Reyna trotted alongside the river and decided to cross it in case the hunter had dogs. She waled in it, and walked in it going down river walking in the water. After a while she hopped out and walked towards what seemed to be a little cave...

Mace had instinctively hid himself under the putrid swamp mud, and when all was silent again, he cautiously poked his head out into the clearing, still muttering to himself. A sudden silhouette flashed over him, the shape of some bird of prey, and Mace looked around. Wriggling himself out onto dry land, he cautiously took a couple steps out into the opening, feeling vulnerable already. A sudden ribbit interrupted his reverie and he decided that now would be a good time for a late night snack. Quietly strutting (unknowingly) towards the osprey, Mace suddenly focused his attention on a tastier, albeit more dangerous prey - a snake. He chuckled silently, his head bobbing up and down in glee, and stalked his prey, still completely unaware he was muttering to himself and that a certain womanizer of an osprey had seen him.

((Cool, golden eagles are awesome xD))

Ven gave a sharp hiss of alarm.

"Aieeeee!" she shrieked. She uncoiled herself and began slithering off at speed. She stopped and turned to Mick.

"Nicccce meeting you." she said, nodding her head. "Ssssee you sssssome other time, perhapsssss?" Ven looked around and then bolted away through the grass.

Mace's crest extended, and his pupils slitted, making him him seen larger than he really was. Shrieking in outrage at the loss of a meal (or maybe a friend), he twisted his head and gave the smaller avian a few sharp jabs of his beak. Not fatal, mind you, but they should've hurt all the same. "They're toads you blasted idiot! Toads!" He shrieked-croaked, flapping agitatedly and hopping around. Close contact, especially when he was vulnerable, made Mace especially psychotic, and uncontrollable. Writhing around, he did his best to throw off the osprey and get out of that accursed thing called "close contact." Still occasionally giving the smaller bird pecks and shaking himself and his passenger silly, Mace now commenced to stride unsteadily to his beloved river and marsh, where he planned to hopefully dive in and potentially drown himself.

Ven watched from the safety of the very thick grass.

"I have no intention of being anyone'sssss lunch." she muttered, before coiling and looking vaguely like a rock. She hissed at a beetle that scuttled closer, makign it turn around and run away.

"Can't swim if the laddie can't breath." Mace responded with a fairly simple dip to the head. Suddenly pausing in confusion, he stared back at the osprey.
"Oi! When'd you arrive chap? What were we discussing again? And d'yah mind getting off mah back? I getsa pretty touchy 'bout that kinda business y'know. Touch 'a brain fever when I was a wee chap, that sort of thing. But do tell me, what were we doing again before we started discussing the lovely business of drowning and death?"
Twitching a moment, Mace paused and took a breath, and suddenly heard the familiar and reassuring croak of some nearby toad or frog.
"Oh jolly good! Frogs are here, and where there be frogs, there be fish as my old pop used to say! Come, sup with me for a while? Mayhaps I can show you around this fantasically WONDERFUL nest I've made, lovely and close near the riverbed?"

Mace chattered on and on nervously, trying not to act like a total psychotic bird, but somehow still managing to do so anyways.

Reptile:

Do you consider yourself solitary or a social butterfly? Why? Solitary.The last thing I want to do is talk to people

Your favorite colour(s)/shade(s)/colour spectrum(s)?
Green,Silver,Black and Red
Favorite foods/noms?
I hate oily food...I eat mostly meat though,red meat
Are you confident in your looks? Do you clean up nicely?
Very.(had 17 admirers for Vday).Yes,I like things neat
What is your strongest sense? (smell, sight, humor? Blah blah blah?)
My smell and instinct.I can read people very well.
Unamused?
Very.

1}
Do you consider yourself a solitary being or social butterfly? Why?

I
think I am more a solitary being when it comes to those outside my family. I’ve
never been one to randomly run up to someone and start up a conversation…
unless it involves someone dear to me.

2}
Are you close to your family members? If so, which ones?

Yes.
I am very close to my family… however; I am closer to those I live with (my
mom, little sister and adopted sister), my great uncle and my grandmother. I
still talk to the rest of my family though… granted it is not as much as I’d
like.

3}
Your favorite color(s)/Shade(s)/color spectrum(s)?

I’ve
always been a huge fan of the color black and wear it all the time. That said,
I’ve also been a very colorful person; love rainbows. Specifically though my
favorite colors are as follows.

Black

Dark
blue/sapphire blue

Red/maroon/scarlet

Silver

Royal
Purple

Lime
green/forest green

4}
Favorite foods/noms?

That’s
actually a hard one…. I like all sorts of different kinds of foods… Like Orange
chicken, beef jerky, chicken fried rice, a baked potato with taco meat/sour
cream/cheese/hardboiled egg on top, salmon, shrimp, crab/lobster…. Lots of
other things. XD

5}
What physical activities/sports do you enjoy the most?

Swimming,
hiking… not sure if you’d consider camping one…. And horseback riding.

6}
Are you confident in your looks? Do you clean up nicely?

I’m
not yet 100% confident in how I look… but I’ve come a long way from where I
used to be (-10% is the best idea of how bad it used to be I can give you)… But
yes, I do clean up very nicely.

7}
Do you enjoy wide, open spaces?

Yes
I do. The more room I have to explore without someone breathing down my neck,
the happier I am.

8}
Are you a tidy person? Or is your room a disaster zone?

Ummmm…..
both……. XD I have an organized mess, persay…. I have a place for everything,
and every now and then things get out of hand and I “tornado clean” my room… I
really can’t stand not being able to see my floor or my bed… I guess that’s
what happens when you’re mom has OCD and you clean the house a lot. XD

9}
What thing do you fear losing the most?

My
family… as far as I’m concerned; you can take our money, you can take our house
but if you even think about taking any member of my family away (this includes
pets) I shall fight to the bitter end to keep them safe.

10}
Of which do you find yourself thinking about the most; past, present or the
future?

Honestly,
the present…. Because I’m a firm believer in “You can’t change the past not
matter how hard you strew over it, but what you do in the present can change
your future.”

Ven decided to come out of hiding.

"Bah, I don't need to hide." she hissed. "I can do what I like, thank you very much..." She slithered along at quite a speed. She noticed the beetle from before but this time it stayed away. Nevertheless, Ven glared at it, but did not hiss this time.

"I hate bugsssss...." she hissed.