<br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/e7cb5ded61a03196325d2fa64e2cfef9_zps76b34ee3.jpg)</div>Loap (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1100226)<br/>Location: Along the Edge of the Battlefield<br/>Tagging: Open<hr/><br/><em>Loap frowned slightly as Selena abruptly moved off.  Loap squeezed her legs together and took in a deep breath.  She deeply desired to have her way with the stronger human... but with the woman's clothing restored and with her having abruptly stalked off it just wasn't the right time.  Loap loved the struggle, the vying for power, and the sweet scent of victory when one side or the other finally triumphed... but to continue the pursuit after her partner had quit the fight was assault, not struggle.<br/><br/>She sighed, exhaling abruptly and causing a long wisp of her white hair to wriggle and sway.</em>"Well... anyway.<em>she says, awkwardly, </em>"When I first got here there were a trope of women... possibly merchants?  Not really sure.  I think they were to try and sell us things or maybe ask me to wear merch for various advertisers.  It seems a lot of them wanted us to wear branded underwear... but... well, they're gone now."