Morris was still reminiscing about the snake they ate last night.
It was a "small" snake only two meters long, with pale blue circular patterns on its body. It was captured by a Nordic man named "Bartlett" who was walking at the front of the team.
At that time, the snake was hanging upside down in a bunch of purple-blue vines drooping from a fir tree. It was well-hidden, and Morris didn't notice it at all. But the Nordic man walked straight up to it and pulled it out of the vines with a single tug.
The man gripped the snake's head tightly with his left hand, ignoring its threatening hissing sounds. The snake tried to wrap its body around the Nordic man's sturdy arm, but when the Nordic man applied a bit of force with his left hand, the snake drooped down, motionless.
This human had excellent eyes and a strong body, but most importantly, he was an outstanding cook. Morris glanced at the Nordic man at the front and quietly swallowed his saliva.
