I wish ours had that logic. They’re magnificent creatures.

[And as much as he loved the thrill from fighting them, he was truthful there. He admired them greatly, but sometimes it couldn’t be helped. It wasn’t as though they were endangered anylonger.]

They mostly live underground and don’t bother people... until a high dragon emerges. Which means she’s laid a clutch. Which means that unless dealt with the area will be swarmed with drakes and hundreds of dragonlings.