The striped hare suddenly sits up and pauses, sensing a very much larger predator in the area.
Moments later, the grass parts before a Naga. A rather large Naga. A human-sized torso is suspended atop her snake section, the top of her head coming to an even seven feet off the ground. Fifteen whole feet of snake trail behind the main column of her body.
She glances to the two others, then folds her arms over the front of her jherkin, tongue flicking out twice, tasting the air, scenting them, the rabbit, the terrain and plants about, everything in the area.
Her eyes do not point at them precisely- her eyesight is keyed to motion. But the look in those yellow-green slitted orbs says she KNOWS there are three there, a man, a hare, and a dark elf.
Her arms fold over the front of her leather jherkin, the scimtar hilts behind either shoulder shifting slightly. One hand rises for a moment, brushing the tips of some of her brown hair.
"Good day to you. I sssuppossse you are here for the job propossssed?"