The sun had set as Nyssa Al Ghul looked out over her yoga studio. Today Nyssa had worn a simple white shirt and cream coloured slacks. A soft smile adorned her face as she spotted the buff form of Daisy Lance a few feet away. Breathing softly Nyssa began to speak “Daisy. Habibti. Come home with me? Join me for dinner? Please. Move in with me. Let me take care of you.” Nyssa purred, scenting that Daisy was an unmated Omega.