The swamp dragons sorted themselves out, while the Beast Rangers marvelled at Karl's ability to give directions to a group of hatchling beasts that struggled to ever understand multiple word commands.
The advantage of having them bonded to a Ranger was that someone would naturally understand their wants and needs. But with Karl around, he could just directly interpret their language, and answer them as if they were speaking common.
And they understood him back.
At first, the majority of the Swamp Dragons moved to the "Demons smell funny" group, laughing at their own joke.
Then, they began to spread out, with over half opting to keep exploring on their own, and five of them coming forward to see who wanted to bond with them.
That wasn't quite as many as they had eligible Rangers.
But that was five more than had Swamp Dragons yesterday, and Karl would likely be able to find a comparable subspecies in the other regions of the Tiny World.
