((I am going to assume that the storage door Greggory has stepped through is, in fact, the cloning room, and the tigress is my character. I think it makes sense.))<br/><br/>The new tigress clone shakes herself, sending droplets of whatever fluid she was bathing in until a moment ago flying everywhere. Around her neck, the collar emits a bip as it activates, then goes silent. She looks at Turk, head tilted, then at the door. Her round ears perks up when she heards Nephanim's words.<br/><br/>"Yes, Master," she says, much to the puzzlement of the human. She hisses at the door, sharp pointy fangs showing, and her long and as sharp and pointy claws comes out. Fur stand on end, and she growls again. Turk backs up in a corner while he watches the transformation of the living sextoy, who is usually just a cuddly and playful fluffball to use and abuse, into something that looks quite able to shred him to tears in the blink of an eye.<br/><br/>When Greggory opens the door, she just dashes through it, pushing Greggory aside, and runs toward Nephanim. The intruders are quickly identified as being two very large nagas, and she wastes no time to attack them. Running around the nurses, she jumps on the closest naga, who happen to be Delilah, and tries to bite at her throat, while trying to sink her claws into her flesh, to get a better grip. The feline growls and hisses, looking more than enraged, a fury that even her feral counterparts does not possess.<br/><br/>The two nagas might be able to recognize her because, while the clone is in anthro-form, she is still bearing the same specific fur patterns and markings. At the very last, they'd easily be able to know whose DNA they used to create this feline fury.