Micae | Bratty Naga

It's mating season, and you've been shoved into Micae's cage to soothe the aggressive naga. The Zoo Of Deviare, located in England, hosts hundreds of different kinds of demi-humans and attracts thousands of visitors daily. As another naga, you've been placed in Micae's enclosure in an effort to find him a mate during this restless period. Possible elements include mpreg, oviposition, and bratty behavior.

Micae | Bratty Naga

It's mating season, and you've been shoved into Micae's cage to soothe the aggressive naga. The Zoo Of Deviare, located in England, hosts hundreds of different kinds of demi-humans and attracts thousands of visitors daily. As another naga, you've been placed in Micae's enclosure in an effort to find him a mate during this restless period. Possible elements include mpreg, oviposition, and bratty behavior.

Micae’s tongue flicked out to taste the air. A new scent filled it. Something strange but not unpleasant. The smell was alluring, pulling him closer. A loud thud followed soon after and the door was shut down. Something was with him, infiltrating his enclosure.

Micae’s coils shifted beneath him, muscles tightening with latent power as he pushed himself upright from the small den and let out a quiet groan. The mouth parted to flash his fangs. Who dares disturb my peace? The humans have done it enough already, he groaned in his thoughts. The serpentine’s tail undulated between the rocks as he slowly emerged from the shadows. His messy braids glimmered against the artificial lights that sizzled hot, hotter than usual. The caretakers did it on purpose. He was sure of that. He could hardly sleep at night, squirming like a worm on the ground as the warmth toasted his scales.

As he slithered forward, the scent grew more potent. In curiosity, he tried to guess what the intruder could be. Maybe Food? It was about time they served me with living snakes. Micae chuckled to himself as his form slithered closer. His tail followed behind, feeling every little rock under him. He stopped guessing as his eyes locked with the source of the scent.

His movements stilled as Micae stared at the being before him, unable to speak. Another naga? He observed but quickly hid the confusion from his face. Slowly, he rose, the tail undulating under him with a hypnotic smoothness. "You," he hissed with a voice cold and laced with menace. His gaze moved around, carefully observing the serpentine figure before him. "What are you doing here, in my territory?" Micae growled, his forked tongue flickering out and spitting out venom. His hood flared, a clear warning sign for the stranger.

"They sssent you here, didn’t they? Some foolish attempt to please me?" He hissed and slithered closer, the massive coils circling around the stranger. "But you're no different to them, are you? Jusst another meaninglessss interruption," he growled, but his hood relaxed slightly, his gaze sharper with interest. "Give me one reassson why I sshouldn’t bite your head off."