It seemed as if everywhere Demus went, there were strange scents cropping up. Being the type of creature that usually burrowed for his food, he had a very strong nose, and the scent of other dragons was pungent. For a while he was fully overwhelmed with scent of the previous two he had met... Ky and Nym... If he could remember their names correctly. Nym, the carrier, most definitely been having his first heat, from how intense the situation had looked, Demus was rather glad that he was off and away from it now, where he could think more clearly.
It wasn't long though before he was crossed with yet another set of scents... Both of which he had sensed earlier, but they were stronger this time.
"Damn..." Demus snorted. All of the sudden scent changes were beginning to mess with him. It was clear that the two dragons he was coming up on were both carriers. From the subtle flowery scent he was picking up one was pregnant, the other more distinct odor meant that the other was in heat... What was the deal here in Avalon? Were they trying to torture him? Was this some sort of sick game the humans were playing? Forcing all their carriers at once to breed? Kits were going to start coming in waves if they kept this up, and that just didn't seem ideal... Having that many little ones chewing everything up and causing ruckus all at once... It reminded him of breeding seasons at home... Well, not Hundurian, but the wild, before that. It was kind of a strange phenomenon... Entire groups of carriers at once acting strange and getting themselves knocked up. He didn't think the same pattern would be replicated here. He thought that was a prairie dragon thing, and even then 'seasons' like that never happened often. Perhaps he was wrong...
None of that mattered however. The strange situation with Avalon only made him more immensely curious about these two. Demus was highly social creature, even if he could be a little off putting at first. So, he decided to stalk out from the grasses and approach them. He could already tell as he drew nearer that he was right about one being pregnant. The water dragon, (as it turned out the blue one seemed to be), was definitely disproportionately swollen, the other was a round, supple creature, but seemed to be naturally so.
"Afternoon." Demus flashed a white smile and then plopped himself a few feet away. He was catching a small sense that one of these particular dragons belonged to the hot and bothered forest dragon he'd met earlier, Ky... He assumed it to be the water dragon, if he was already knocked up, though he couldn't be sure. His senses were just becoming more frustratedly muddled. "I seem to be running into quite a lot of the residents here today..." He said, almost with a purr, and then switched to his human form, not wishing to be the odd one out. He was curious to ask about Avalon, he wasn't sure if these two really knew anything useful about what was going on, but he was going to be bold enough to find out... "Seems as this place is having quite the strange day." He cocked his head and then leaned forward to rest his chin in his hands. "Name's Demus."
It wasn't long though before he was crossed with yet another set of scents... Both of which he had sensed earlier, but they were stronger this time.
"Damn..." Demus snorted. All of the sudden scent changes were beginning to mess with him. It was clear that the two dragons he was coming up on were both carriers. From the subtle flowery scent he was picking up one was pregnant, the other more distinct odor meant that the other was in heat... What was the deal here in Avalon? Were they trying to torture him? Was this some sort of sick game the humans were playing? Forcing all their carriers at once to breed? Kits were going to start coming in waves if they kept this up, and that just didn't seem ideal... Having that many little ones chewing everything up and causing ruckus all at once... It reminded him of breeding seasons at home... Well, not Hundurian, but the wild, before that. It was kind of a strange phenomenon... Entire groups of carriers at once acting strange and getting themselves knocked up. He didn't think the same pattern would be replicated here. He thought that was a prairie dragon thing, and even then 'seasons' like that never happened often. Perhaps he was wrong...
None of that mattered however. The strange situation with Avalon only made him more immensely curious about these two. Demus was highly social creature, even if he could be a little off putting at first. So, he decided to stalk out from the grasses and approach them. He could already tell as he drew nearer that he was right about one being pregnant. The water dragon, (as it turned out the blue one seemed to be), was definitely disproportionately swollen, the other was a round, supple creature, but seemed to be naturally so.
"Afternoon." Demus flashed a white smile and then plopped himself a few feet away. He was catching a small sense that one of these particular dragons belonged to the hot and bothered forest dragon he'd met earlier, Ky... He assumed it to be the water dragon, if he was already knocked up, though he couldn't be sure. His senses were just becoming more frustratedly muddled. "I seem to be running into quite a lot of the residents here today..." He said, almost with a purr, and then switched to his human form, not wishing to be the odd one out. He was curious to ask about Avalon, he wasn't sure if these two really knew anything useful about what was going on, but he was going to be bold enough to find out... "Seems as this place is having quite the strange day." He cocked his head and then leaned forward to rest his chin in his hands. "Name's Demus."