[PreggySergal]

Anjuste smiled as he heard the sound of a larger Sergal enter the tent. "Thank you. He took me on a bit of a chase through the tall grass." He had a filleting blade in his hand, carefully shaving the hairy outer flesh from the precious, juicy meat on the inside. He was careful not to harm the hide, either, as it could prove useful as well. He did not mind becoming close with Tarik, despite him being both a hybrid between his own people and their brutish northern cousins. He also did not mind Tarik's....unusual anatomy, as Anjuste was one to have a philosophy of love as you please.

"Kind of nice to stop in one place for a while." He said to his mate, slicing off a piece of raw beast and offering it to him, "Especially since it's this time of the year. I know we've tried before and nothing came of it, but I really think that it's going to be out year this year to start a clutch."

He was one to love family and so desperately wanted to start his own. Yet, he did not want to force it upon his beloved Tarik. He only promised that they'd try once every cycle, and if no eggs were bore, no foul in his mind. Children would happen when they happened, all was in the will of the spirits of nature.