The snake woman nodded, and scooped Serilla up like a sack of potatoes, allowing them to move through the swamp almost twice as fast.<br/><br/>Another fifteen or twenty minutes later, they'd arrive at an opening in the side of the hill, and the snake women would dart inside, carrying Serilla with them. The interior was... well, it was a cave. A number of animal hides lined the floor, including a large pile near the back, so at least the floor wasn't ice cold, and there was a low-burning fire in the middle, that kept the room warm, if smoky. A far cry from the palaces she was used to, but more comfortable than the cold and the muck outside.<br/><br/>The woman set her down, then immediately began feeding the fire, to get it up to a steadier burn.