Out of the fire, into the frying pan.

Deathtalon is just not having a good day. First he picks a fight with Dorarose...and then makes the mistake of breaking into the chieftains home...he's about to learn why thieves don't break in there anymore...

Inside the cheiftan's home there is only darkness. The cellar has been left spacious for some unknown reason. There is a certain...smell...to the room. And then there is a noise. Like scales scraping against the floor. In the darkness behind the broken bird a creature lifts its head to its maxium height. In the darkness all that is seen is the glow of reptilian yellow eyes. Basilisk the whiptail looks down upon the bird, giving him a coy smile. "Helloooo..."

Deathtalon looks around and tries to clean on of his wings, one is beyond working now as its damages beyound repair. He chose the closest place to hid and even cleans glass off the other wing, he stops and looks up at the snake.." Backkkkk offffff you isss not Masterrr."

Basilisk chuckles, his head zig zags slowly across the room, making a wide arch around the avion, "Poor little birdy...did you lossse your masssster?" He continues to give Deathtalon a coy smile, eyes flashing in the darkness like some ancient dragon toying with a intruder

Deathtalon flaps and barely gets off the ground, blood still is seeping from a wound, "Masssterrrr will come and Make dieeeeee" His voice does sound a little worried still as he looks at teh broken window he came in.

Looking down at the bird begining to tighten his arch around Deathtalon, much like one tightens a noose. The snake is massive, very well fed from Blisa's doting on him. His circles a few feet away from the bird still, "Oh my...no need for threatssss. We are all freindsss here...at leassst before dinner..." The snake laughs, "How about we play a game. I will give you three triessss to tell me why I shold not eat you."

Deathtalon gets a look of fear, a 2nd one today and the first was from a mousemaid of all things "I...tasteeeee bad?" He narrows his eyes some "And Masssterrrr will find out and make you dieee"

"Wasss that two reassson's I hear?" The snake is very close now. He rests the tip of his tail on the birds belly while his body squeezes closer. "I don't know about tassstynesss...you sssseem rather plump too me. Prehapsss you ate too much mice?" The snake coils tighter first around the hawks feet. "And I if your master comessss...then I get to eat him too. So little bird. What will it be. One lassst chance. Why sssshould I not eat you?""

Deathtalon now starst to flap away and fails at this, he even tries to peck at the snake, "Nott eat masterrrrr" Not that his master cares at all for the bird, " You will..be sorrry ate me"

Basilisk chuckles, "Prehapsssss...maybe i ssshould consssider turning a new leaf. I don't really need to eat anyone to sssurvive. I hasss a good home. Good family. Yesss...I ssshall continue be a better perssson...tomarrow. Until then..." The snake coils around the bird fully now, growing tighter and tighter, "Oh...and by the way. You lossst the game."

Deathtalon stuggles as the coils go tighter and he suddenly finds he can't breath, he gasps for air and the broken wing becomes more broken as the snake squeezes the bird, he tries to call out for help and seems to have lost his voice.

Basilisk wasn't tempted to let the bird go before he pecked at his scales. Now...even less so. "Oh look at that...you made me bleed. That wassssn't very nice." Basilisk coils tighter and tighter, postioning himself infront of the bird, nose to beak, so the last thing he sees is his eyes. "I ssssuppossse we have to teach you about mannerssss..." the snake begins to open its maw wide...

Deathtalon stuggles and fails, he looks at the snake as he passses out from lack of oxygen and it inst too long till he stops breathing all together and his heart stops beating as well, well least he wont have to watch himself be eaten.

Down the hawk goes. Before long he is just a slight bulge on Basilisks middle, soon to fade into a distant memory. Basilisk has a content, sleepy smile on his face. He hiccups some feathers up and giggles. Slowly, lazily he moves himself into the corner and sits down for a nap. Basil had forgoten the taste of a living creature. Its...adicting for a beast such as him. Thankfully the way things are going, he won't have to wait long before he entertains another beast to dinner...