(If no one's gonna RP as StarWolf, I could do them too)<br/><br/>FT takes the clothing and looks at it. "Hmm...a bit small for me...and way outside my colour preferences out here...lots of green, and being naturally green, I have a better chance of staying hidden while naked...well, save for my vest." The dragon's vest, the sleeves torn off possibly due to being too hot with them on, is a mix of green, splotches of it unevenly dotting the article of clothing. The dragon steps into a small bush and already it's hard to pick him out. Some of his give-aways are his belly scales, hair, and horns, but he does blend in nicely. "Oh yes, and the leader of StarWolf...um...Wolf O'Donnell, if I remember correctly, bailed out of his Wolfen just over my temporary den...I've got him held captive back there."