The Hunt had been successful; the prey would feed the clan for a month. As the clan fed on it, a large pale purple dragon ripped off a good sized chunk of meat from it, planning on giving it to his mate.
A few other dragons did the same to give to their own mate's and offspring. With breeding season well underway, the egg heavy carriers and infant dragons would need to be watched over carefully.
"We need to bury the rest in order to perverse it." A long legged black and blue dragon said.
"But not near the river this time," A slender red yearling said. "Last time it all tasted like mud when it was dug up."
"Then bury it near the Salt Cave.