06-16-2011, 01:56 AM
Mating season was Alfie's least favorite time of year. Apparently, he smelled nice to female nagas--he supposed most males did. But oftentimes, they would find him even when he tried to hide himself, and he would have to politely explain that he didn't swing that way. Females were just as aggressive as males, and Alfie was not afraid to defend himself if one of them attacked. He'd already had to fight three different females in the course of four days.
He found that taking lots of baths and hiding in or on water seemed to mask the smell. So he spent most of his time during mating season by water or by waterfalls. Alfie had just come across a small waterfall, which he had smelled from a little less than a mile away. He proceeded to take a bath in the small waterfall's basin, where all of the water was flowing down into. He was hoping it would wash away the scent of pheromones on him...
As he was washing, he suddenly caught wind of a strong scent...a wonderful scent which made his mind start to wander. Fiercely, though, he shook off the haze that the delicious scent had tossed onto his mind. He wasn't ready for a mate...and this one smelled female, anyway...
With the scent being that strong, she had to be close. Concerned that he might have to fight once more, Alfie took in a deep breath and dove below the waterfall, coming up into the cave behind it. He was so distracted with trying to get away, and with the water he had accidentally inhaled underwater, that he didn't notice the scent was getting stronger and stronger as he slithered towards the back of the cave.
He did notice, though, that the cave was occupied the moment he reached the back wall of the cave. He froze where he was, completely still. A male...? And that scent again...was that scent coming from a male and not a female? Intrigued, Alfie's clay red eyes studied the other male...but he was ready to bolt if needed.
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