The little fox-snake poked her head out of the water and searched the area around the henhouse carefully. No sign of humans. Surely humans were smarter than this? Her tongue flicked, testing the air. All she detected was the promise of fat birds and their eggs. She had stolen from this farm before, she expected they might at least put a dog here to keep watch. Still, all the better for her if they underestimated her.<br/>Nonetheless, she would have to be quick, the hens would raise a stink that would bring the humans running. She would likely only manage to drag one bird back with her and maybe a few eggs. But these chickens were so delectably plump, she would surely be pleasantly full for the next couple of days. She dug her claws into the earth, pulling herself out of the water and slithering toward the henhouse. She took care to keep covered in the taller patches of grass and amongst small piles of leaves.