Alright, here goes the estrus story.
I'd use a Scaler photo for this first part, but there is no feral emote of her from what I could find.
>'Inco, what's up bro? Where are you?'
>Inco grasps his phone, a bit confused at such a timely message from Damien.
>"I'm at school, why?"
>Damien takes a moment to respond.
>'DUDE, WHY ARE YOU AT SCHOOL???? IT'S ESTRUS DAY.'
>Estrus day?
>Inco ponders on those words, trying to remember what meaning they hold.
>He places his hand on his chin, still in an attempt to articulate his thoughts
>'Mr.Nito? What are you doing here?'
>Said process is interrupted by a voice.
>It's principal Scaler, although she does look more...lax than usual.
>She's not wearing her routine attire, that habitual green blouse of hers discarded entirely.
>Scaler's appalled, confused, and...relieved?
>Her expression is a myriad of emotions.
>"Oh, Hi Ms Scaler, is there a school holiday that I missed? Where is everyone?"
>Inco asks, expecting a similar answer to what Damien gave
>'N-no, it's... complicated, would you mind coming into my office?'
>"Not at all!"
>Inco, the lobotomized golden retriever that he is, blindly follows Scaler's request.
>She closes the door behind them, and sits on her desk.
>Inco briefly pauses as he sees the literal mountain of chamomile tea bags, all used.
>'I've been stressed out today...'
>Scaler responds his silent inquiry.
>"So...Damien sent me a message, he said that today was...Estrus Day? What's that?"
>Scaler puts her cup to that side, that word sends tingles over her body.
>'O-oh...that...well, as you know, our biology is quite different from humans, and we have specific seasons for mating.'
>"Ah, I see...and today would mark the beginning of one, yes?"
>'Yes...you'd be correct.'
>"But why the holiday then?"
>Scaler's seems to be getting more and more nervous, finger tapping on the desk, eye rapidly moving, checking Inco out like he's a walking piece of prime rib.
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