[Poppy]

Ceral watched Ivy as she went down to Lago. He wasn't sure he could be around Ivy for too long if she decided to take to the swamp dragon. He liked getting to know her, but as it was now, he didn't exactly want to be paired with another pregnant dragon that had Ivy's clutch. Maybe it was a bad idea to get attached. Even though cave dragons were known to be promiscuous, Ceral had yet to mate, and he didn't... feel promiscuous. He knew of a few dragons that mated for life, but if he knew anything about himself, he knew he'd get smug if Ivy mated with Lago as well, and it probably wasn't a good idea to stick around if the pair planned on mating. Jealous? Maybe, but when Ivy said she'd wanted to be with him, he didn't think it included another carrier in the picture.

Ceral glanced down towards the ground, slowly making his way off Ivy's back and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Lovely. The guy was going to be in heat. Yeah, maybe he shouldn't hang around. "I don't wanna... interrupt." Ceral's brows furrowed. He wouldn't still mind being friends with Ivy if she mated with Lago. He knew his own scent couldn't overpower that of heat, and he wasn't the kind of guy to be pushy. He couldn't know for sure when his own heat would be, it was a toss up. Ceral eased back under a nearby tree, picking idly at the ground at some weird looking worms that looped in and out of the earth. "Nym'll be okay. I think he can handle himself. If not, we can always go ask at the gate..?" Not as if he expected for the humans to give them a proper answer though.