<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla entered the tailor's shop, sighing. It didn’t take them long to find the outfit they had for her, before leading her into a curtained off room where she could change, the shop aid staring at her expectantly. With a sigh, Ayla began to undress, the kitten sitting there playing with the tassels on the shop keep’s dress. “She’s fine.” she said when the shopkeeper looked at the cat in confusion and almost disgust that an animal was in her store. “It’s an illusion. With a mind of its own, but an illusion just the same.” the woman stared at it a bit longer as Ayla rolled her eyes, directing it to another part of the room.</span>