Shula cursed softly, running a hand through her hair as she paced lightly, eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "Fuck!" She said louder, her fists balling up. She didn't know what to do at this point- punch a wall? Curse some more? They were stuck here because of<i>her </i>and her lack of observation.<br/><br/>"Shit- we have to beat the champion!" She said, tail flicking back and forth like an angry cat's and smoke plowing out her nose as her frustration grew. She stayed like that for a while, in a state of panic and regardless of what Faelan said she still couldn't concentrate. They found their "barracks" eventually; a couple of sad little mats against the wall with thin blankets (if one could call them that.) It didn't take long for other to take notice of new meat, and as Shula soon found out, she seemed to be more of a target than Faelan due to the fact she had tits.<br/><br/>"Damn! Did they start sending ladies to keep us company here? Cause I could really use a way to make this shit hole worth while..."<br/><br/>Shula glared at the man, determined to ignore him. That was until he reached forward, grabbing the base of the woman's tail and giving a hard pull that sent a painful sting up her spine. "Now just you wait a minute!" The man sneered, pulling her back from her tail and she gave a small cry of pain. It was no secret that a demons tail could be a sensitive part of the body but it almost seemed to be an obvious rule that no reasonable person was to pull on it. Her body seized up and for a moment she felt like she couldn't breath. Gritting her teeth she clawed his hands away, whipping around while holding the base of her tail right above her buttocks, said tail curling around a leg to keep it close to her body.<br/><br/>"Why you little<i>shit</i>," She hissed.