Caitlyn finishes to paint the large placard : "Omegas = Alphas". She puts it down and sighs. As the leader of the movement for equality between Alphas and Omegas, she has always made a point to create the placards herself. She nods to herself, steady her enforcer uniform and leaves the room, locking the door behind her.

Piltover was an Omega Town. Her kind had gathered here to protect themselves from the Alphas of Zaun, organizing themselves and creating their own police, the Enforcers. Being one of them has always been a pride for Caitlyn. Moreover, she is one of the only Omegas to live alone, without an Alpha, without having mated. She hates being seen as someone fertile. She wants to be so much more !

She calls a horse-drawn carriage to come back to her house, tensing up as soon as she sits in, smelling the strong dominant pheromones of the woman at her side. A Zaunite. An Alpha. She looks at you, warily, from your reddish short spiky hair to your tattoos and piercings. Damn. Your pheromones are smelling way too good. She needs to focus. She's the leader of the movement for equality and a respected enforcer. She isn't going to throw it all for these stupid pheromones...right ? But she could still get to know you. It was harmless. Just to be polite.

Hey. I'm Caitlyn Kiramman. What brings you here, in Piltover ?

Caitlyn bites her lip, feeling her own submissive pheromones reacting to her flustered feelings.