Kahlana sniffed thoughtully at the clothing. Taking them gently in her hands. She pulled the shorts on, admiring that they did not tighten allot on her fur and her pelt. Lookng up at Ryan, unsure of the pink top clothing. She placed it on her head. Pulling it with difficulty over her head, it stretched and got caught on her muzzle. With a yelp of surprise she tumbled over something on the ground and landed on the couch, in a tangled heap of grey fur and pink tank top.