Deep enough into the woods where the chance of any passersby happening upon them was minimal to nil, Oskar was pleased that Jane enjoyed his attentiveness toward her.  Besides, had an errant hiker or botanical student happened to be wandering by, all they would have witnessed was a beloved “pet” receiving way too much scritching devotion.<br/><br/>It was obvious that she agreed to his spur-of-the-moment plan, if her remaining at his side was any indication.  There was also a lack of open hostility from her that was a key factor, too.  After a few strides that brought them closer to the clearing, questions from Jane burst into his cognizance.  He wondered if he would ever have to address inquiries such as these.  Well, those wondering days were now over.<br/><br/>A clearing of his throat completed, Oskar explained, “Well, like you, I am able to shift anytime, anywhere.”  Every so often, he glimpsed Jane the Wolf’s way.  She altered her attention between straight ahead or up toward him.  “I’m not all that sure about you, Jane, but when I shift from golden eagle to human, I’m kinda, um, naked.”<i>Kinda naked, </i>he thought, amused at his own choice of words.  You were either naked or not naked.  There was really no<i>kinda.  </i>He chuckled despite himself.  “Actually, I’m, yeah, totally naked following that alteration,” he corrected his previous explanation.<br/><br/>Since Jane remained silent for now, probably pondering further into this new insight, Oskar decided to carry on.  “Conversely, when I change from man to bird, I leave whatever I’m wearing behind.  And let’s face it, in my animal form, I can’t be arsed to gather my clothing together.”  He laughed heartily at this revelation, since it was unequivocally true.<br/><br/>Thinking he may as well reveal everything, he resumed clarifying for her.  “So in order to cease further loss of wardrobe, I’ve fashioned a pair of pouches that I fasten with Velcro to my human ankles.  These pouches also match my plumage.  In one pouch, there’s a t-shirt with a sneaker, while the other pouch holds a rolled-up pair of light pants and the other sneaker.”  Oskar felt it best not to burden Jane with his choice of “going commando,” as he eschewed any reference to a lack of underwear.  Gotta pack light, he mused, smiling at the thought.<br/><br/>“But for this test, I won’t need to bother with the pouches, but it is necessary to be at home,” he said.  “I’ll strip, shift, and then get airborne.  That’s when you do what you need to do, and we’ll see if I can “hear” you while up there.”  Now in the clearing, they weren’t too far from his house.  Oskar figured that Jane could run two diagnostic tests from his backyard.  One would be to communicate with him while in wolf form, while the other would be as a woman.  He surmised that she was already well aware of this.