Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190618154203/@comment-28718853-20190706172806

"Cat demon, lion girl, whatever," Rix mutters with a roll of her eyes.

"I guess you could say she is," Dravela agrees, observing the picture.

"And their mortal realm must be quite crappy if this is what they call Hell," Rix says as she steps against the grass.

When the question about disguises is brought up for Rix and Dravela, both ladies exchange perplexed glances with each other before turning their attention back to Aurelei. Dravela places a paw on the back of her head and says, "I can transform into a feral version of myself."

To demonstrate, Dravela's entire body glows a bright orange until it is a silhouette. Then the silhouette begins to morph, transforming its shape until it is that of a large wolf-like creature. The glow fades, and before them stands Dravela in her feral Hellhound form.

"This is it," Dravela states adding, "Will it be adequate for our mission?"

"If this dimension has leashes and collars it could probably work," Forjod responds.

Rix stretches her arms outward and says, "Well, I'm outta luck. Unless I can use these scissors to open a way to me and my husband's room so I can pick out some clothes for myself."