who?: @serkanxulusoy where?: the rooftops of lupercal
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It was quite the disappointment last spring that the seeds Zahrya planted among the lycan population didn't bear fruit, but he had been a mere eladrin then inexperienced in the ways of childrearing. Zahrya was a fully realized elve, and the most fertile in all of Audulë. It was his most fervent desire to spread the gift of nature with all, especially the lycans he still possessed a pet-like affection for. Of course, Adamo was the first he wished to check upon, but he was unable to locate the lycan as he skipped atop the snowy rooftops of the buildings. It did not matter, because from his perch Zahrya spotted a lycan whose look was perfect. Wide-set birthing hips and plenty of plump parts to nurture a litter, he figured he could plant a seed in that one and guide it to flourishing just in time for the upcoming lycan pilgrimage. "Wow, what an incredible specimen you are!" Zahrya exclaims as he leaps down, a floral wind carrying him to the ground gently. Morning light streams through the snow clouds to warm the area. Nature's cycle speeds up wherever the golden light touches, melting snow and growing early spring flowers almost instantaneously. "You appear to have incredible fitness. How sturdy are you? And are you in love with anyone yet?"
