Well, in this case... Myara's far from home, living among humans, and she's having a grand old time. She wandered in a year or so ago, and has kind of... adapted, really, to all the odd looks and such that she gets. Thankfully, most people seem to accept her... even if they find a naga with glasses to be a bit odd. Still, she can't help that.
You see... that's one of the reasons Myara's here in the first place. She was having trouble seeing, and her clan was getting... well, uncomfortable to be around. A naga who can't see is an easy emergency meal, especially if she can't see well enough to catch her food. However, she COULD catch things to eat.... especially humans. And, well, one of them managed to fight her off, and then she stuck around when she noticed Myara was being... rather squinty. After a few moments of consideration, she pulled her own glasses out of their case, and put them on Myara... and suddenly, Myara could see! Before that, she and her clan had only ever considered humans to be an easy meal, but now... well, her eyes were opened!
She left that day, with the woman who opened her eyes(and gave her a shirt). She was given a hamburger, which proved to be tastier than she expected, and she was told about human society. And, well, frankly, she was intrigued. She'd always been told that humans were easy prey, and had no idea about the threat they could pose to her, or the knowledge she could give her!
After some(about five minutes) of careful thought, Myara decided to stay with her newfound friend. It was a bit of a trick, getting her into a small car, but they managed. From there, Myara was enrolled in school, and proved to be a swift learner. She passed all the way through grade school in a year(And learned English... until then, she'd been using a rather obscure dialect). She also discovered The Internet, the Vore fetish(weird, in her mind... food shouldn't WANT to be eaten), and... well, porn, when she was followed by a pervert who kept going on about how she should do it(until she ended up smacking him into a nearby wall).
And now? Well, now she's in high school. Sixteen years old, she's just transferred into a new school, with new people... and she's discovered a new interest. Only time will tell how her fascination with girls and sneakers affects her, but we can ALL guess, can't we?
Still, no profile is complete without appearance details, now is it? So, here goes.
Myara's fully twenty-three feet long, with a mottled reddish pattern on otherwise dusty brown scales. Her human torso is perfectly normal for a girl her age(perhaps a bit smaller than she would like, sporting B-cups), and her skin is tanned from many years spent in the sun. Thankfully, there's no risk of cancer, there. Her eyes are a bright green color, really striking, and perhaps somewhat amplified by her fairly thick glasses. Her hair is a lovely purple shade(same as her mom, she insists). She's got perfectly normal anatomy for her race, at that.... which includes scales in patches on her forearms, tougher skin than you'd expect(while still being quite soft), and armor plates on her underside, controlled by a sort of organic hydraulic system her people evolved, which slide into sheathes when she's relaxed and unconcerned. As well, her ears are slender, pointy, and sensitive, she's got slight fangs, and her tongue is easily three feet long, and prehensile. Perfect for snaring snacks.
