Mayan swayed and moved, the motions practiced time and again until they approached perfection. She knew the purpose of the dance, and had every intention of arousing the full..*ahem* interest of her master. Her thoughts drift slightly, to her time with the merchant...it was difficult to tame one of her kind, especially the females, but with her it had been done, and now her master had full enjoyment of all she had to offer.<br/><br/>Her body was lightly covered with sweat as she got into the movements of her dancing, her dark skin presenting an exotic sheen as she moved with the music. There was a certain level of pride there, as she knew how much effect she had on her master, and it pleased her that she could please him so well.