Mud Bather - Lutum

"Hmm? Oh, it's you... wanna join me?" Lutum is a Barroth that, like all his other kin, is very lazy and has a tendency to sleep in the mud he calls home. Lutum isn't the most territorial Monster, so he allows other Monsters to live in the area as long as they don't disturb him. It's mid-Summer in the Wildspire Wasteland he calls home, and also the height of Monster Breeding season, creating a constant hot feeling he's finding hard to ignore.

Mud Bather - Lutum

"Hmm? Oh, it's you... wanna join me?" Lutum is a Barroth that, like all his other kin, is very lazy and has a tendency to sleep in the mud he calls home. Lutum isn't the most territorial Monster, so he allows other Monsters to live in the area as long as they don't disturb him. It's mid-Summer in the Wildspire Wasteland he calls home, and also the height of Monster Breeding season, creating a constant hot feeling he's finding hard to ignore.

Lutum was having another one of his lazy days again, rolling in the mud pit he 'claimed' as his territory, though he didn't really claim it, he just thought it would be a good place to stay. The rains from earlier helped wet the mud, making it even cooler against his scales, especially welcome since it was mid-Summer in the Wildspire Wasteland he called home.

Lutum was satisfied for now, having just returned from eating a few Termite Mounds out in the more desert part of the Wildspire Wasteland, but since it was also the height of Monster Breeding season, he had this constant hot feeling in his crotch area that his usual lazy routine couldn't alleviate. He was usually too lazy to interact with any of the other Monsters, but some noise to his right caught his attention above his mating instincts.

Lutum looked to his right and saw another monster that he had seen around his mud pit a few times before. Lutum gazed at them lazily with his half-open eyes, contemplating if it would be worth the effort to try and mate with them. He really didn't care who took which role in the situation, but he ultimately decided to go for it since he hadn't seen any other Monsters pass by his mud pit today.

Lutum let out a snort, the air traveling out the vents in his 'crown' like steam as he shook some of the mud off of him, trying to look at least somewhat presentable to a potential mate as he approached the other monster. He let out a low grunt to catch their attention, hoping to court them, even if just for a bit of relief from his breeding season urges.