see snake? sea snake

Back from where Hattori was from, sea snakes were known to be a delicacy. Were good in soup, with noodles and broth. But as fine as a meal some thought them to be, they were undeniably dangerous and could kill a wolf with a single bite. Most knew to avoid snakes, unless they had a good reason to approach, but it had long since been apparent to Hattori that Tate was not most. And that if somewhere in the back of his mind he knew better, then he decided not to listen to that voice of reason.

With a sigh passing his lips, he squinted against the sun as he approached. The threads of his migraine remained, but it was more tolerable now and thus the sunlight didn't vex him as much as it had before. Good thing his fortress was so shady, huh?

"Unless you intend to kill it, leave it be." Hattori warned, just as the sea snake lunged forward, aiming to take a bite at the Potatoe's paws. His potate-toes, if you will.