Brand approached the two bunnygirls and the naga, a towel over his shoulder.<br/><br/>"No trouble here, I hope?" he asked.<br/><br/>There was a definite sense of competition here...the same kind of feeling he got when two (or more) hunters were on the same range.  The naga was the more obvious one, but the other...something odd about that one too.  The other bunnygirl must have sensed it.  She looked almost ready to bolt.  No doubt she might welcome the assistance of one who seemed to be of her own kind...