After a welcome home party and gifts to spare the main thing Eileen wished more then anything was to actually get away from the preppy human crowd, and who would have thought to even look for her down in the stables? Not that it mattered as she like her father knew the slaves rather well... Expect of coarse for maybe the newest member... Some where actually her childhood friends, much was the feline that was keeping the stallion up most of the night... However until her most recent adventures Eileen seen the slaves as nothing more then pets and servants... It wasn't until she herd stories and fantasies from other noble women among her peers regarding the slaves... More so when she stumbled on by mistake to one of her closest friends opening herself to several servants. Needless to say the images where forever burnt into her mind, but it didn't mean she still couldn't properly marry and go on with her life.. right?<br/><br/>"Mesa?" Her voice called out while being in the stables hearing the cries of the feline who was trying so desperately to put out the fire that was raging inside of her. Her voice just as easily awoke and caught the attention of others who gave her a soft warm greeting.  Mesa as the feline was a typical street-type calico anthro, probably a firth generation slave among various other families in the small town... Although hearing Eileen's voice made her hide under the pile of hay that was given to her. Another slaves remark would just as easily inform Eileen that she was in fact in heat.. "Seems my father neglected to pay attention to your cycles in order to throw my party... I suppose he won't mind if I pair you up so you can burn out that fire quicker..."<br/><br/>Just as quickly as she said that many of the male slaves where early volunteering and Eileen just as teasingly started to walk up and down the stable taping her chin on who to choose... it would be then that she would 'stumble' a pond the newest member of the slave working crew...