It had been some time since Naheed had found herself alone with her pad. She didn't begrudge her fellow banu their time with him, but the lack of privacy had gotten under her skin. Two others had already borne him cubs and she was no closer to the goal than she had been when they met. If it went on like this she may fall out of favor, and to her that was a worse prospect than anything else. And so she'd planned this little escape, her fellow banu were off on their own excursions and with the den empty she had set up a fine dinner. No disruptions, she hoped. Along the walls she had set bunches of aromatic herbs and flowers, adding to the ambiance she hoped would solve her little problem. She planned to dance for him, a routine she had been practicing in secret for weeks. All was falling in to place, it seemed, now all that was left was to wait for his arrival.