Press down the desire in his heart to punch the dragon.
Get down on the dragon body.
The dragon's head was aimed at the two figures that were burying their heads in the pit.
Just dig a hole and put in the bait.
Water flow outlets are a problem.
If it's too big the fish will definitely run away.
If it's too small, I'm afraid those fish won't even make it to the pit.
Troublesome things.
Perhaps a bamboo basket could be compiled.
The memory of a skill once learned surfaced.
A traditional form of fishing.
Weave a double bamboo basket to place in the stream.
You can just prepare a bamboo basket that only goes in but not out yourself.
The idea is there.
Next comes the question of materials.
This place is desert.
Lifting the dragon's head he looked around.
Yellow sand, brittle rocks, dry bushes that have lost every inch of their foliage.
This place doesn't look like it could grow plants for weaving.
Headache.
Suddenly the afterglow caught a glimpse of the brittle rocks that were everywhere on the slopes of the riverbank.
These stones...
An animal comes to mind.
Its name is Beaver.
Build out the river dam with branches and gravel and make a home on it.
The water will still flow past the dams that beavers build, but the outflow will be much smaller.
Maybe try to replicate their river dams.
There's no other way.
Forget it, just do it.
The next step is to wait.
Wait for Karel and Angela to dig in.
Boredom plopped down.
So boring.
By the way, those skeletons don't seem to have been chewed.
The dragon's head lifted to look up.
Only the skeleton of the pack animal remained intact in its place.
Brace yourself.
Approach the skeleton.
Walking up to the skeleton, he lowered his head and picked it up in one bite.
Take a step over to where you just left off and get back down.
Putting the skeleton to the body.
One bite.
"Ka-ching~"
With the sound a rib was bitten right off.
The breaks are neat.
emmm.
Ka-chow.
Ka-chow.
Crunchy.
The bone marrow smells good.
The flavors are great.
Ka-chow.
Ka-chow.
Listen to the sound of bones being chewed.
The plowing paw paused for a moment.
The next second the claws continued to plow.
Directly ignored.
In contrast, Karel, who is digging a hole next to him, is not so resourceful.
The white dragon's head was raised high.
Look at the figure on the riverbank holding the bone being gnawed.
Intense dissatisfaction was revealed in the white vertical pupils.
August this guy is too much.
Why doesn't he use it to dig holes.
And eat.
....
Hmm?
How did this Karel guy stop again.
Bite off a piece of bone to raise the dragon's head.
Ka-chow.
As he chewed, he cast his eyes over his shoulder.
Four eyes.
Less than two seconds.
The white dragon's head was silently buried.
Keep digging in the dirt.
Concede jpg.
Hmph, can't fight now.
I'm sure I'll be able to fight it myself when I grow up.
Just wait, August.
As he plowed the soil, his mind made up its mind.
Beat him to the ground when the time comes, too.
And by the way, ride him!
The more he thought about it, the heavier the color of excitement in his white vertical pupils became.
The frequency of claw plowing also unconsciously became faster.
About half the skeleton was gnawed off.
The pits on either side are pretty much dug.
Three meters deep and five meters long.
There's not much difference between the two sides.
Good, that's about right.
A look of satisfaction flowed from the red vertical pupils.
Brace yourself.
Stepping out of his claws he climbed to the front of the pit.
Bury the dragon's head.
The two figures under the pit were still digging.
"It's okay."
"You guys come on up."
Hear August's voice.
Karel, who was buried in serious paw paddling, immediately stopped moving.
She had long since quit.
Hm.
Traps and whatnot are simply beneath the dignity of a gargoyle.
Gargoyles are supposed to run over the shitty species with a straight face.
And not in this way.
The white dragon wings unfolded with a single strike.
The claws left the ground.
Whew~
With the sound of the wind.
Karel came up first.
Whew~
Another gust of wind.
It's Angela.
The two fledgling dragons landed in sequence.
Looking at the two grit covered guys in front of him.
"You won't have to do the rest."
"If you want to you can go back by yourselves first."
Something like a river dam August wasn't about to let these two guys help.
Angela's words might be okay.
Karel, that's just purely making things harder for yourself.
We can't just let Angela help.
So why not liberate these two guys.
It's pretty hard to dig a hole for that long.
Hearing August's words.
Angela turned dryly and crawled toward the riverbank.
The white dragon's head lifted to look at the location of the river.
After a moment's hesitation he too took a step and crawled his paws towards the riverbank.
The sand on my body is so annoying.
It's better to wash it.
These two guys, they're pretty hygienic.
Retracting his eyes from the two backs.
The eyes went to the two large pits in front of them.
Well, it's time to work on your own.
Stretching out his claws, he began to dig in.
First you have to open up the waterways.
The pit is very close to the river bank just a meter or so away.
It was easy to get through.
Water gushed down the channel and into the pit.
Watch the water flow.
Next it's time to widen.
The claws continued to plow.
It's still just a small project.
A few minutes later.
The five-meter-long pit was thoroughly opened all the way out to a two-meter-long channel.
The river clattered into the pit.
It didn't take long to completely fill the pit.
Look at the river that's connected.
The next issue is the river dam.
The red dragon wings unfolded.
Lifting his wings, he flew towards a large brittle rock on the slope.
A claw went down and directly grabbed this big brittle rock over six meters long.
The dragon wings swung.
Rocks rise up out of the ground.
It flew easily.
The stone looks quite bluff for its size.
In reality, it's not much weight.
Fly to a stop at the channel in front of the pit.
Claws loose.
The brittle rock beneath him fell straight down.
"Wow~"
The brittle rock that fell shattered right in half.
Rather, it's a way to save time ahead of time.
Landing on the ground, he reached out with his claws and tossed the shattered brittle rock aside to be used later to plug the other half.
Look at the brittle rocks that block the water channel.
All that's left to do is to break up those brittle rocks even more.
Stretching out his claws, he began to knock it down.
A claw went down on the brittle rock and shattered it directly.
But .... It's a little slow on efficiency.
Burying the dragon's head to look at his thick hind legs covered in red dragon scales.
Get down on your stomach and use your front paws and back legs together.
Stomp~!
Stomp~!
Stopped after a minute.
The brittle rock had been trampled to pieces.
Next it was time to stack the river dams.
Stack these brittle rocks in a v-shape.
The v-mouth leaves an exit just large enough for those fish to enter.
OK, done.
The v-dam corrals the flow of water, but not completely, and the water can still seep through the gaps.
Simply perfect~!
Dragons are such geniuses.
Admiring his masterpiece for a while.
Satisfied, he nodded his head gently.
Then start the next pit.
The same process went through.
About six minutes or so.
Finished.
Look at the two puddles in front of you.
The next step is to put out the bait.
Wait until tomorrow and see if you get any fish on it.
I wonder if those two guys are gone.
Retracting his eyes from the pit, the dragon's head turned to the river.
No.
In turning to the riverbank.
There's one.
....