You've been in this part of town for some time now. Things aren't too bad so far, at least until you hear the familiar rumble of a motorcycle. But the woman stepping off is FAR from human. Those red eyes, that inhumanly pale skin, and HOLY SHIT she's tall. She walks over with a grin. "Well, a lil' human comin' out to meet the Main Gal. Name's Loba."