Fucking.

It's a bit of an obvious end to the day. You were horny, the guards were horny, the women were horny, the men were horny. The MOMENT the tents were pitched and the fire started as the evening sun began to set on the horizon, clothes came off. You had your eyes set on one gal with Purple eyes and white hair. A 'Gasmuli' as they were called. Humans, essentially, but a slightly different branch. Like Dogs and Wolves, both are canine but still different. In that regard, the Gasmuli were part of the 'Human Kingdom'.

When you approached her, she gave you a raised eyebrow. She had a tired expression from walking, she seemed mildly irritated, and her mood was just a bit sour... Yet something about this kind of mix was sprinkled in with an attraction. So you asked:

"So, why don't we walk back to my tent and celebrate our freedom?" You started.

"Freedom? Running into the mountains and hiding in the woods?" She went quiet for a moment, bobbing her head, and with a curled lip she'd admit "To be fair, that's probably better than where we were going anyways. Guess you could've just followed orders and took us there anyways."

"Better than being in chains and working on a Sendaki Emperor's mausoleum." You'd point out. "Besides, it'll be fun. We might have to raid for food and such, but we aren't going to be raiders or doing anything that would result in lives being lost. At least until we have a plan."

"So, we've become bare minimal bandits then? Well, guess as long as we aren't destroying people's livelihoods, I can get behind that. I don't like it, but I'd rather eat than starve." She'd say. "Name's Kolra Nisk."

"Denu Havian." You'd reply. "So..."

Korla gave a slight scoff, her eyes rolling. "I can practically feel you radiating with how you're looking at me. Sure, let's go. 'Sides, not like I have anyone to go back to home to right now. Single before I left, single now."

You grinned. "Maybe I could fill that void."

Korla shrugged. "Don't push your luck yet, Constable. I still haven't seen how you fuck yet."