Hoshor Plains [m] owner of a lonely heart

Backdated to May 26th. Assuming some things about her thread with Lavakho and Zorotto. Maybe @Rakharo could jump in?

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Two, now, had taken her. Lavakho and the coyote, who had not introduced himself. Tomahawk had relished in the first, and winced through the second (with a hefty dose of zoning out and pretending it was Lavakho mounting her again). Now that he'd taken her, she yearned for more. Zorotto had seemed less than keen on the idea of a master coupling with their slave, but Lavakho had done what he'd pleased with her. Tomahawk wanted more, and so she slunk into the heart of the packlands, eyes flitting about for signs of her masters.

Perhaps Lavakho would find her again. She doubted Rakharo would take her, but that would have been a dream come true. He was, after all, the master of masters. She had somehow managed to avoid her women masters. She was not sure how they would react, or if they would react at all. Surely they could not be pleased if their potential (or current) husbands were getting their pleasure elsewhere. And that, of course, only made the act more tantalizing to the slave. Tomahawk's scent drifted lazily through the hot summer afternoon, sure to attract somebody.