Shula's own instincts were making her twitch as well- everyone around wasn't the typical run of the mill demon. These people were fierce and walked with purpose. Eyes probed the couple as they continued walking and Shula straightened her back, her tail whipping back an forth in an annoyed gesture. She didn't even know which way to go and if some of the nervousness she felt from Fealan's feelings bleeding through the bond she could guess he was just as clueless. Going through the large archways they entered a vast room that veered off to a tunnel on their left and right. It seemed that ticket booth were lining the walls before leading up large flights of stairs- Shula could assume that they led off to seating areas to watch arena battles.<br/><br/>Shula blinked as she felt another pair of eyes on her, except this one seemed more intense. Looking around she spotted a woman who was making a b-line towards her and Fealan, two large men flanking either side of her. The crowd seemed to part as walked through. The woman seemed to be some kind of sheep hybrid with cloven hoofs, abnormal eyes, and four petite horns placed symmetrically on her head. She smiled as Shula spotted her, as if sensing the sudden nervousness. She wore revealing clothing, certainly having no qualms about revealing her body with her tight blouse and short skirt. she stopped in front of the pair, lifting a finger to her cheek in an inquisitive manner.<br/><br/>"You're here for the arena, aren't you?" She asked, her voice as smooth as silk. Her doe eyes loomed over Fealan and her smile widened further.<br/><br/>"Because I can bet that sword ain't for show, hmm big boy?" she purred, letting a seductive laugh slip through her lips. Shula bristled, glaring intently at the woman and sneering as she bared her teeth. The woman didn't know what came over her but she impulsively pulled down the already steep collar of her shirt, revealing the thick and dark outline of the tattoo on her chest that showed they were bonded. The sheep woman let a small expression of surprise pass over her face as she readjusted her position, looking slightly disappointing.<br/><br/>"My bad. But the question still stands- no one comes in looking a fierce as you two without looking for a fight."