Larksong Grotto all dressed up in a pretty black label

Sakari suppressed an eye-roll. "She's in heat. She'll be wanting male company." Sakari's own first heat would be arriving this year, most likely. She had every intention of capitalizing on it. 

"Wh--?" Sakari flicked her tail in annoyance at having to decipher the horrendous lisp. "I don't know anyone," she assured the woman, speaking slowly since it seemed pretty clear she wasn't the brightest star in the sky. "I'm No One to everyone." 

Who was she even looking for? A big, wide woman? A big, white woman? A big, wise woman? It didn't matter, Sakari hadn't run into anyone fitting any of those descriptions, or using the name Nyra. 

"..But I could find her for you," Sakari offered quickly. If this woman really was as slow-witted as she seemed, maybe there was an opportunity here. Maybe she could be tricked.