Arcturus snarled and leaned against one of the trees, the sunset burning his deep green eyes. His wife's voice startled him.
"A bit distracted, aren't we, General?" she snickered, creeping up on him. Her sweet British accent made him shudder,
"Sorry, Adder, dear." He stuttered, not turning around. His wife, Adder, put his arm around him and they embraced. Arcturus loved Adder, and Adder loved Arcturus. He loved everything about his wife: her purple scales, her fluorescent pink eyes, her long neck… Oh, the list could go on! She looked a lot like their son, Pythor. Speaking of Pythor, the Anacondrai child was by the lake, studying the Electrocobrai swimming there. Adder realised that her husband was watching his son with disappointment.
"It's just a phase, you know." she said to him, "the Electrocobrai."
"It's not the Electrocobrai I'm worried about." He scowled, "It's him." Adder raised her eyebrows, surprised by what he had just said.
"Him? He's your only son, Arcturus!" She reasoned.
"I wish he wasn't," he muttered under his breath. Adder had to do a double take to see if he was serious. Which he was. She sighed and slid off. She sat down at the lake, the gentle buzz of the Electrocobrai soothed her. She saw her son in the corner of her eye and skidded over to him. He looked slightly upset. Before she could say anything, he said,
"I heard everything, mum." He plunged his fist into the water, scaring all the Electrocobrai away. She pulled him onto her lap,
"Why am I so different?" He asked,
"We're all different, Pythor," She reassured him,
"But, I am really different compared to the other Anacondrai kids."
"That's because I was different too." She giggled, "I was the only 'Anacondrai Kid' with a long neck. But, I liked being different… I guess you don't though." He sighed and buried himself in her chest.
"I love you." She told him, he looked up at her and smiled.
"I'm glad someone does." He whispered, "Never leave me, mum"
"Never, my child… Never…"