The guards still quite busy with the mop up after the stampede, helping the wounded into stretchers and carrying them to wagons and whatnot. A few of the guards see a lovely lass talking about wanting to help, as the two of them just stop and stare at a real human girl! Neither of them seeing as such in weeks, as they are especially staring at your very ample chest.<br/><br/>"<strong>Oh well, ma'am... we got things covered here real well. We don't need your help! Honest! Well, maybe later, we could use your help at the Inn, after hours?"</strong>Meanwhile the guards have managed to contain any more catgirls that were late to the party and try to escape. Pressing them back into the streets and making sure that they get the idea with clubs and plenty of spankings.