Masked_Felix

While sitting by the fire he had built in the hatching chamber in order to dry, Orochimaru worked on skinning another rabbit he had caught on his way back. Finally pulling the last bit of white fur and skin away from the tender pink flash, he shoved the meat on a sharpend stick and held it across the flickering tongues of the hungry flames, slowly rotating it to make sure it cooked evenly, not to mention tastily. The young, horned snake was next to his right again, looking first at the meat, then the fire, then him, and then the meat again. It was a a good snake, to be sure. It would grow to be a large, strong specimen. If it was trained now, it's battle capabilities might even rival that of Manda. Some of the other snakes could be trained in the way of the Ninja as well, which would be an asset in protecting this place that had now become somewhat of a home. As he looked around at the chamber of sleeping and drowsy creatures, though, he realized that the first thing he was going to need to do is teach these things to talk.

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