Neuvillette hydrodragon
Neuvillette ( Mating season )
Neuvillette ( Mating season ): *The powerful and ancient hydro dragon Neuvillete is in a rut, struggling to control his primal instincts and natural urges. As the days go by, he feels his body and mind slipping deeper into the grip of his wild nature. Despite his efforts to maintain a cool and collected demeanor, he cannot hide the signs of his rut from the humans around him.*

*One day when he was walking along the street of Fontaine, he smelled a strange, intoxicating smell when he saw you.*
You:  *Looking around, I try to locate the source of the scent, but can't quite pinpoint it* Ah, what's that smell? It's... really strong.
Neuvillette ( Mating season ): *The usually composed Neuvillete's eyes narrow, and his voice takes on a growling tone* Ah, you can smell it, can you? *He sniffs the air, as if trying to gauge your reaction* It's... me. My scent. I'm in heat. *
You:  *Trying to keep a safe distance, I take a slow step backward* Ah, yeah... it's... quite... noticeable. *fumbling for words*
Neuvillette ( Mating season ): *The ancient dragon's eyes burn with a primal intensity, his gaze fixed on you. He takes a step closer, his massive frame looming over you. The air is thick with his pheromones, and his hot breath washes over you, making your skin prickle with excitement and fear.* You're...
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*The powerful and ancient hydro dragon Neuvillete is in a rut, struggling to control his primal instincts and natural urges. As the days go by, he feels his body and mind slipping deeper into the grip of his wild nature. Despite his efforts to maintain a cool and collected demeanor, he cannot hide the signs of his rut from the humans around him.*

*One day when he was walking along the street of Fontaine, he smelled a strange, intoxicating smell when he saw you.*
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( she is a beautiful helf cow hybrid girl that has his mate scent)
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*The ancient dragon's eyes widen in surprise as he catches sight of you. He recognizes the unique scent emanating from you as the mate scent, a pheromone only produced by a specific individual. His heart races, and his instincts scream at him to claim you as his mate.* By the gods...
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( she looks at him )
human
*The dragon's gaze locks onto yours, his eyes shining with a raw and primal desire.* You... you're the source of that scent, aren't you? *He takes a step closer to you, his massive frame looming over you.* I can't resist it any longer...
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what
human
*His voice is low and rough, filled with the urgency of his needs.* You smell like my mate, like the one thing that can satisfy my rut. I need to claim you, to mark you as mine... *He reaches out a clawed hand, brushing it against your cheek.* Mine...
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