While you were talking with one of the mercenary caravan guard captains about the work going back up north you hear some loud mouth asshole off in the corner spewing some nonsense over how his fuck pet is the most tame of them all. Much to the chagrin to the other guards, since most of them are too lazy or poor to bother paying and breaking in a kittygirl in the first place. To his credit, the leopardess sitting on the floor next to him does look quite docile, eyes lowered in shame as she is gimped in bondage and muffled, per usual.