"Oh no, another furry hunter." Came the voice of the sole fur-f@g in the Dojo, Alpha. "Whatever shall I do?" She was perched on one of the gates, looking down at him "I'm very sure we both know who we are, so I'll dispense with the pleasantries for now." Well, her vocabulary is at least more mature than the others Jason had hunted. She was only dressed in a blue robe with emerald green trim and waistband, almost the garb of royalty. She wore no shoes, her bare paws shoes enough for her. Not surprisingly given the over-the-top-sexuality of the rest of them, her robe showed off a fair amount of leg, but not the amount where she was begging to get railed. "So, what brings you here? Another pelt? Another hunt?" She said, looking down at her hand and picking shit out of her claws out of boredom. Alpha had matured somewhat, looking closer to a young adult and not the young teen he had seen earlier. The goat also was missing an eye, and had a fair few scars, as well as a modulated voice. "Whatever the case, you'll find I'm the only one of my kind here...for now. I hope my immunity from the hunts will continue to last?" She said, looking up at him