Chapter 140: What is love?

Dangers across the grasslands were looming, and heading towards a bloodbath sooner or later. Unlike other predators, humans had this great need to expand their hunting grounds, even if they weren’t exactly starving.

Tribe Chiefs got goosebumps over the idea of taking the grasslands from the palms of a small tribe, who in their eyes, couldn’t defend the grasslands as their own anymore. That was one thing, and the other benefit that came from claiming the grasslands as their own, was the fact that the grasslands were superior hunting grounds!

Unlike the west hills, which were riddled with dangerous cliffs, and a constant drop in elevation, the grasslands were mostly flat, and therefore easy to maneuver, and not to mention, riddled with big game, such as large, long-necked herbivores on migration!

It was a nice little isolated place with great hunting opportunities, and although no other tribe had roamed these lands in decades, everyone across the west hills wanted it now. Territorial values were not to be respected.

The word spread out like wildfire. The situation had grown so dire, so desperate for these lands, that even tribes from the middle of the west hills, tribes that didn’t belong to the triangle of tribes close to the grasslands, were running uphill, scoping the grasslands, and looking for an edge.

Jimmy wanted to do the best he could to defend his own tribe, his people. He transmigrated here, sure, but he had grown attached to his people over the past few days, and he didn’t want to let anyone get hurt. Not to mention, he didn’t want to give up his bunker. Technology like that shouldn’t get in the hands of some random tribes who’d use a cloning container as meat storage, or something of that stupid equivalence.

This was why he and Anna were beaming through the sky, looking to increase their tactical advantage over their enemies. They were hoping that no other tribe would attack anytime soon, partially because they didn’t want to cause a huge dent in what could be a total population of two-thousand humans across the world, but their hands were tied. If their tribe was going to be attacked, then of course they would fight back.

The two of them were looking for Quetzalcoatlus Northropis to tame, otherwise known as QTs for short, or members of Bonita’s species. They were large, flying dinosaurs, the biggest in the world according to scientific claims from back on Earth, and they made great pets, if tamed properly. They even paused their hunt for salt just to tame more QTs, because if they found salt deposits, they were going to need more QTs to transport the salt anyway.

Ideally they wanted to find five of them, maybe even six, so one could be on stand-by for Gaark to ride when he was ready. They needed eyes in the sky, so they could stay ahead of any potential disasters, invasions, but the task was proving to be difficult from the get go, because they hadn’t found any wild QTs yet, even after three hours of searching.

This species wasn’t even supposed to exist yet, it was tens of million years early in the scene, according to Anna, so it was difficult to predict its patterns. Where this species went, mated, and hunted was an absolute mystery to them, and even Anna had found her pet QT by pure luck.

The task was proving to be challenging, but then Jimmy remembered something he had seen in Bonita’s limited memories before he tamed her a few days ago. He saw a forest, and in those memories, he saw Bonita hunting in that forest.

This seemed counter-intuitive, because QTs shouldn’t risk getting tangled in thick forests, on account to their large wingspan, which would even make taking off towards the sky difficult, and dangerous on account to their hollow bones, but nevertheless, he decided to give it a shot. There was only one forest that they knew of, and it was close by, it was located east of the grasslands.

“I have an idea,” Jimmy leaned over closer, and spoke in Anna’s ear, “I remember something I saw in Bonita’s memories when I tamed her. Head towards the forest, Anna, it’s worth a shot, maybe we’ll find some QTs there. Besides, we’re not finding shit in the grasslands anyway, so it’s obvious they don’t hang around here.”

“Alright!” She shouted, because the air that bashed in her face was muffling her voice, “But I’m getting hungry! Will you cook for me, pretty boy, or do you just want to play with my boobs all day!”

“I can do both,” He said, and honked her breasts. “Beep beep.”

An hour later, the two of them landed on an opening in the forest across the east side. They landed on a small hill of sorts, and judging from the terrain, Bonita could easily take off towards the sky when they needed to go.

The three of them were a bit hungry, as they hadn’t had breakfast yet, so they were on the lookout for food. Bonita was a large dinosaur, but she didn’t weigh much despite her size, so naturally, she didn’t eat as much as a two-ton predator would, for example. She ate three to four times as little.

With that said, they didn’t need to hunt anything big, just a small dinosaur that they could fill their bellies with.

Spotting dinosaurs should be easy out here, despite the fact that the forest was dense. The weird assortment of tall, and short trees, when paired with the weird color variation, made it look like they were in a mutated version of Savannah. The forest was so red and brown that it hurt their eyes!

“Okay, be on the lookout for our lunch,” He said, “Let’s try to get a small, fat, plant eater. Carnivores taste like sweat and piss, especially if they’re small ones.”

Afterwards, he said, “Unless you need to poop first? Do you have to poop?”

“You read my mind,” She smiled, “Do you want to poop together with me? I didn’t see a toilet in that bunker, so you must be clogged up like an old pipe.”

“Unfortunately, yes,” He sighed, “We’re eating too much meat, my shit could start an entire ecosystem out here.”

The idea of ’shitting’ together was odd, but it ended up being more romantic than he anticipated. They emptied their bowels together, and had Bonita keep a look out. Like many animals, humans were at their most vulnerable while they were pooping, and other than the fact that they didn’t want to get bit in the ass by some mystery bug while their asses were out, and grazed by the bare elements, they also didn’t want to get pounced on by some large predator. It was best to be cautious.

“Love you,” Jimmy said.

After straining herself, pooping, Anna answered, “I love you too, Jimmeeth.”

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