Eein had been taught to hunt at a very early age, it'd just been a part of his life, almost all the meat him and his parents ate they'd hunted themselves. So finding that the island had a forest that acted as a hunting preserve for certain creatures, like dragons, had been a pleasant surprise.
So he'd found himself hunting soon after his arrival, always alone, that is until more recent events. Joining a clan, being part of a dragon community, that was all quite new. That said, it wasn't bad, quite the contrary, he hadn't met many of the other Alpine dragons, but the few he had were nice enough.
Eros fir example seemed kind and he was good company, even if he did look like a video game boss he'd killed in a game before. So today they hunted together, Eein having brought his bow and quiver with him, he preferred hunting in dragon form but he knew how to use a now well.
"Was hunting common in the community common?" he'd ask, a little curious about what it was like, his father had never spoken about his former home.