Luna Sutton's face turned completely red. She couldn't just go out holding her bare ass like this, could she?
If someone saw her, would she even have any dignity left?
Even though the Beastman world was so open, with people doing it anywhere without caring who watched—
She still couldn't run around with her butt exposed.
Lowering her eyes to look at her tattered grass skirt, her face turned so dark it could drip water.
Her stomach was growling too. All she'd eaten that day was a couple of leftover grilled fish from breakfast and a few wild fruits at noon. Now she was so hungry it felt like her chest was sticking to her back.
There was no beast skin in the cave, and obviously no food either.
There was no way she could go out now. It was dark, but everyone was still hanging out in the plaza, having a blast.
Maybe she should wait until everyone in the tribe was asleep, then go out to the plaza to grab some beast skin?
No way, not happening.
