***FINAL FEW PARAGRAPHS ARE UNPOLISHED DUE TO A STRICT TIME CONSTRAINT, WILL FIX UP SOON***
Should any snake have to put up with this? Words like that swirled through the mind of one of the woods’ inhabitants, as his bone-white claws dug rapidly into the dirt. He was a large fellow; a four-legged reptilian with leathery blue wings, a mohawk-styled mane between his horns, and cobalt scales that glinted off the sunlight peeking through the forest’s leafy canopy. The fabled dragon known to many as Shiden, doing what he did best. Or so he considered.
“What rottenness do I need to subject myself to now?” he said, disgruntled.
Before long, Shiden halted his motion and gazed upon where he had dug. His yellow eyes narrowed with disgust as he inspected the components of the nasty contraption that beheld him. Little wooden spikes that resembled oversized pencils, each one laced with tripwire, surrounded a previously-dug hole with a piece of chicken at the bottom, also with tripwire going