Big Salmon Lake do my patriotic chore

He was rather proud of himself, and would've devoured the fish already had it not been for the quota he needed to fill. The stranger continued to give him lessons, and even went so far as to try and correct Dingo's technique - which he idly scoffed at as soon as Ashmedai's face was plunging in to the water. When the man's fresh catch was withdrawn, headless and bloody, Dingo's face scrunched up as if disgusted. His voice heralded this event as something entirely different, though: Woah, that's so grody man! Sweet! The head was attached by a tiny thread of skin, the scales glistening with red for a second; but then when the body was tossed down, the head came free. It floated out in to the lake with the blood and Dingo watched it, enthralled. Woahhh, look at it go! Maybe it'll attract something really big!