A run down wooden house buried in sand and dirt. The door is still on the house but the roof is collapsed on itself. Roots and vines cover most parts of the house.
Ruin of a house, Wasteland
rat
snakes
I am a snake. Snakes are not regarded as important in the realm. I kill rodents and chickens.
And what lessssssson is that? That you should learn to watch your mouth around me? Last time it didn't end so well for you when you got that nice mouth full of your own tail.   You know I'm too smart to get eaten! Ssssssmart? You are quick and that is it, but you cannot match my pure brawn.  Ah, seems we have been at this for years.  Isn't there another rat you'd like to chase, or am I that delicious? Not delicious, but irritating and alwaysssssss around. That's kind of our specialty.  We are everywhere.  In fact I have several of my friends meeting me here today.  I hope you are up for the challenge. Ohh you can ssssssssure count on it, dirty rat! Dirty indeed, I suppose you heard of the plague at the castle.  All me!  Too bad I cleaned out the pantry, that was a great place to live after all the humans stopped chasing me.  But now I have you.  Of course, as commendable as that job was, it took no talent or cunning on your part. You just walked up and bit them and ran off! Pathetic! And you were so much better.  All you did was lurk around the garden waiting for me to come out and play.  And now we are here, in this old house, and still playing your silly game. I always demand a fair fight, but you sssssseem to always have more rats or scurry away on the verge of a losssssss. I'm a rat, I cannot be held to a higher standard than that.  You could have at least brought me some crumbs to fatten me up before you try to eat me.  I am accustom to a certain lifestyle at the castle that this ruin doesn't seem to accomodate.