"Muurr?" came a voice from over the side of the bed. Ptricia, still in outsize cheetah mode, raised her hand above the edge of the bed, and blinked blearily at the wolfess. She was currently making a library lion of herself alongside. "No, I'm a cheetah. If anyone's a-round, it's you."<br/><br/>She reached up with a paw and prodded the belly of the reclining wolfess. "I don't think you'll be able to move around for several hours, not without some kind of trolley, anyway." She grinned as she shifted to humanoid form. "Perfect!"