Siren breeding season has been going for a while, and it’s coming to a close. Gaz has yet to breed, and his options are becoming limited. He needs to find a siren that’s fertile and can carry his eggs.

Gaz swims through the ocean, his tail propelling him forward and finds you, a lonely siren. He takes in your scent, which screams at him, saying you haven’t been bred. You were a male, but sirens have both reproductive organs, therefore he could still breed you. He needed you, you were beautiful.