<span style="font-weight: bold">Name:</span>Reisa<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Age:</span>23<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Gender:</span>Female<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Pred/Prey:</span>Prey<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Vore Types:</span>Oral, UB, CV, Tail, Breast<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Weapon:</span>Her own claws and sexy womanly wiles.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Description: </span><br/>Reisa is a shapely young lamia, with light mocha skin and scales from her waist down colored shiny metallic black, a red design runs along the back of her scaled lower body.  Her wealth of jet black hair is long and falls to her waist in waves, some strands fall over her large breasts.  She has bright green eyes, and slender lips.  She wears little, a exquisitely designed loincloth falls over her vulnerable womanhood, golden designs of serpents, and an armored bra-like item sits precariously upon her breasts.  Her slender hands are scaled, as are areas of her beasts, and her cheeks which make a slender triangular shape.  Retractable claws sit at her finger tips.<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>The curious young lamia, Reisa, moves her way across the land wondering where everyone else went.  Sure she slept in.  It was hard to move after sunning oneself after breakfast, but that gave them no reason to leave her behind.  Ah well not that it mattered.  How dangerous could this place be?  She slithers over to a tree and scales it easily, finding the warmth of the sun to radiate upon her scales and skin.  She places a hand over her eyes and looks for anyone close by.  Her tail sways happily as it dangles from the branch.  After all if she were careful she could gain this treasure and make her dream of being the hero she wanted to be.  She spies Jon wandering about aimlessly and wonders if she should play a trick on him.  Well for now she watches him.  Unaware that a few trees over another person had come and another person looked for someone too.