The day was hot. A little too hot. Sephyna lay stretched along a tree branch sunning herself. Small beads of sweat formed on her exposed back and breasts, her scales glistening in the summer light. She yawned, and flicked her hair out of her eyes lazily. She caught the glimpse of movement below her, which roused her from her stupor. Her tail contracting tight around the branch in excitement, she watched the figure below her with eager eyes.