*panting, hissing and moaning, the male serpent is somehow pumping out enough eggs from his vent (and maybe also both his hemis??) to leave a trail of the leathery reptilian things upon the ground, which spell out the phrase: Happy Birthday, Echoen/Balros/Skilea!*
Yessss, indeed - as soon as all those eggs hatch, they'll be invading your body and giving you a bit of a make-over of sorts.. Or Overwhelming Ophidian Overhaul, is all~ >:}===<
Happy Bday!
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*throws cake in your face*