it wasn't every day nala woke up in a steel trap. hunters were a rare occurrence as most humans didn't even know her kind existed. her species didn't have a particular name, but she looked like the combination between a human and an albino python. she'd once been called a "snerson" (a snake person, for anyone out there with brains the size of walnuts,) by a young child. that was a humorous memory, as the child showed no fear and even seemed to welcome her. only when his parents arrived was she chased off with torches.
nala was considered a rarity even among her own kind, and this was due to her color patterns. she was as pale as a sheet, her eyes a cherry red color and her hair and eyelashes the very same white. her midsection tapered off into a large, muscular yet fluid tail that she used to move around. it was about the width of her waist and grew smaller towards the tip, pure white in color with some light cream markings here and there.
a rarity for snakes, yes, but a myth to humans. how had she been captured? surely a human must've set this trap for weaker prey such as a bear or a mountain lion. they couldn't have been intentionally looking for her, right? nala was so focused on figuring this out that she didn't notice the dark figure behind her. her eyes glanced to the side, catching a glimpse of a silhouette clad in black. with a wave of his hand she was unconscious, dragged to an unknown location as her vision faded.