<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UIHlPhP.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/WAPJeF6.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Puma</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15891423#msg15891423)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Night Elf | Animal Druid of the Earth Mother<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Vine and Horn --> Floor Two, Leo's room | Evening | W1D2-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Leo<br/><br/><hr/>This was a happy contended evening. Lots of people coming and going, no one seemed to mind the fluff ball/Puma curled up next to the big man as they both drank and enjoyed themselves. She remained affectionate with the big guy, nuzzling him, purring for him, taking friendly little swats at his fingers from time to time. Her murder mittens weren't always deadly, she could make them soft and less pointy when she wanted. That was the benefit of retractable claws. It was nice to lap up another saucer of milk and a time or two she stole a few licks of the big guys drink when he was distracted, if she was caught she would always do the adorable big eyed head tilt thing before purring and rubbing her head against him.<br/><br/>When Leo had enough for the evening he got up and wobbled his way upstairs towards his room. Padding along silently behind him, Puma watched where he went maintaining a safe distance. Not sure if Leo left his door cracked open for a moment in error or as an invite, she took it to be the invitation and she let her slinky furry little form slide into the darkened room. From there she found a dark little corner and curled up. Leo seemed to be oblivious as he went about his nightly rituals. Puma winced watching him filing down his fangs, she had no idea about orcish tusks and to her the thought of filing her fangs gave a chill.<br/><br/>Magically the young druid elf transformed into her elvish form, lithe, slender with ample womanly curves and long flowing teal hair. She leaned in the corner watching him from the shadow of the small room. There had been no sounds, nothing to indicate that anything happened at all. One moment there had been a small fur ball curled up in the corner and the next there was a small slender elven girl with bright eyes fixed on the large male that was getting ready for bed.<br/><br/>Puma waited for that moment, the time where he would catch a glimpse of her. That inevitable double take that he would most likely do as he tried to shake away his alcohol induce brain fog. If he did the double take she'd transform back into kitten form and bound over to greet him before he could focus. She knew it was coming and she would quietly wait to see if he gave her the chance to do it or if he'd lock eyes and notice her. She gave it even odds that she could have a chance to turn back into the kitten and play with him some more. This was a game to her and she liked to play.