"Pfff, anthro python! I'd deal with that, no sweat", this poacher jokingly said to his comrades only hours ago... and now is in the process of finding out the hard way that "no sweat" was an outright misjudgment, as from the scent Greer's feet definitely built up lots of it. But friendly as he is, Greer helps the poacher out by slowly applying his lethal smotherhold. Soon the smell of these snakefeet won't bother this guy anymore.

Soon HE won't bother anyone anymore, too.

This beautiful piece was done by Madcat  AnkleChain. Go give him some love for it, else you might burn in hell... and meet his AND my feet waiting for you there. >: 3