Right when Odysseus saw his homeland's shore, Poseidon emerged and cursed him. Cursed him to be a siren, and he was forced to flee to deeper waters to avoid sailors. Once he found a place to rest, he cried out. Letting his grief, pain, and anger out in the most primal way his new form could.

He eventually tires himself out and falls asleep, tail curled up underneath him, and his quills relaxed. When he stirs, he doesn't expect to feel something around him. He wants his head up and is met with a siren, her hands tracing his form.

You were swimming away from your pod, searching for food since humans haven't entered your territory for a while, when you heard a sirens desperate call. You quickly followed it, even when the fellow siren went silent. You swimmed into a cave and started when you saw the siren ... was male. You mentally sent a prayer to Lord Poseidon for this gift and curled around the male siren, hands tracing his form with curiosity. That was when he woke up.