Ndima was behind the bar in her front room manning the fermented drinking hole, watching the pirates of her pride give up trinkets to the wenches - both male and female - to bribe or pay them for entertainments of all kinds. Ndima wasn't against any of that. Sometimes that was the only way her wenches got any kind of treasure. She even took a cut sometimes because she should get something considering this WAS her den once she could get everyone out of the day. But mostly Ndima let the wenches keep them. After all the only treasures Ndima valued were her fermented fruits and the secrets to making her good brew. That being said she watched her apprentice wenching with the rest of them, smiling and flirting and having a good time. That leopon was good for business in general. She kept watch over the other wenches, cleaned the mess of the front room at the end of the night, guarded the back room with all Ndima's stock and inventory like the treasures they were all while making the pirates in the pub happy or keeping them happy and distracted. She was born to wench. But in Ndima's opinion - she needed more. She didn't want her apprentice to go out and leave the pub or her, whether it was to start her own brewing or to raise some male's cubs and do nothing else. Ndima needed a pirate that would still allow Dru to work here but gave her more work, more responsibility - more so that way the leopon wouldn't get bored.
Really she needed a woman - a female because females were better partners for this kind of thing than males who were mostly possessive and demanding and unrelentingly stubborn about wenching. Maybe Ndima was wrong, but she would rather go with her gut then be sorry later. So she started her hunt for a good female pirate attracted to Dru but willing for the both of them to do their own thing in life.