[Cake]

His eyes went to looking at a wall with a glare that was meant for him still while he laid in place and caught his breath. "T-The glowing...It means I am at my most fertile...And usually means the it was sucessful, especially when my heat starts to vanish...If not, I would still be feeling it and my kind would be in a room for days until it was sucessful..." Damian said faintly in defeat as he knew he had won, and most likely a child was planted inside him by now, which a small trembling hand was resting on the slight buldge of his belly of where the warm seed was.

Loric considered that information, with a lazy little growl. It seemed to show his contentment. "That is ideal. Your kind is good, in that way." He had never met a fallen before, but having a demand to breed and a signifier beyond scent that indicated fertility pleased Loric's own instincts. Still, that did not convince him that he should leave until it was quite certain he'd had the intended effect-- nor could he come and go in this place as he chose, but he believed there were ways to get what he wanted here. He would not be so cooperative otherwise.

Teyuki softly strokes the males feathers as he sits down. "I was hiding in a moutain when a snowstorm happened. A man got lost in it so I helped him home. He told the people about me, so I was captured." He looks at Estan. "What about you?"

"Some way to repay kindness," Esten sighed. "They bought me from someone else. I was captured by a hunter some time ago. I don't know how long. Months, I think. He clipped my wings." They were only just starting to grow back as much as he needed to fly. "I was a gift to his wife and I did things around the house for them. I suppose they were offered a lot of money or she got tired of me." He shrugged lightly. "I ended up here."