<span style="color: orange">"I hope I can, but as we saw with my transformation a lot of things are out of my control... maybe I should talk to Bayne sooner rather than later about this, I think we need to know what other changes we should expect to happen." </span><br/><br/><span style="color: olive">"Neva had sex in that form, neva wanted to an' neva will. If we do dis it'll be in dis form, but I can show ya' what I look like. It ain't my call and I ain't no killer, don't got de powers for it, Ras an' anotha will be comin' soon to finish de job." </span>She nudged her pet back a bit and stood up, where she stepped out of her robes and sat them on the bench. With a sigh that soon turned into a monstrous snarl she shifted into her true form. Standing as tall as Ashia and covered in snow white fur with black stripes she flexed one clawed hand and rolled her shoulders.<span style="color: olive"> "Mmm, I haven't been in this form in... too long."</span>Her voice held a soft and motherly tone to it as she looked around the area then scooped up her succubus to hold against her furred body.<span style="color: olive"> "Either is possible, come, let's take a walk. I want to stretch my legs while I have a chance."</span>Even her fangs were gold as well as the various bands around her wrists, ankle, and tail.<span style="color: olive">"Why do you want Vyre to be your consort? Surely you're aware of her near crippling emotional and physiological issues?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>