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Damian stretched on the ground in a particularly warm and sunny spot outside of the house on the ridge. It was mid-morning, the temperature was mild and still moist with the night-dew but the sun hit it just right. The perfect place for a lovely nap. He curled his tails over his nose and slowed his breathing. But not for long. He felt a push from under him, so he jumped to his feet. The ground rumbled under him, and a big, smooth head popped up from where he lied. “Oh-Sorry. I could have sworn this was going to be over there-” Arley said while pulling his eight feet of snake out of the tunnel and then pointing the tip of his tail