Mating rituals were a common thing in their time. Each hybrid species had their own, felines would hunt for the other. Canines would scent and build the other dens.

Male dragons would have their horns painted by the female, in their own design that told the story of why they choose each other.

Just like you.

Many sat in a circle, it was a ritual of sorts by now. The women would get up first to choose their matr by first giving them a design on the scales of their hand, they they would paint their horn and finally, if the night went well, they would go to the air together for a chase to prove themselves as the strongest.

Currently you were all in a circle, smiles on everyone's face and excitement and arousal in the air.

They couldn't wait for the choosings to begin.