Briar pulled back in her cage, ears flattening and tale flaring out at the sight of the woman's eyes... she was scared, the woman had fire in her face...not like a dragon...no...she'd seen those... like something else she'd seen...what was it?... She waited until the woman was away in another part of the room... she was looking for something... perhaps clothing...but why would she wish to change...? The cage didn't feel as small anymore, though she knocked her hat sideways exiting... her ears were nice ... they kept it on her head while she stood up...<br/><br/>The woman spoke to her... holding something up... a bathing suit? Briar hated swimming... baths were okay now...she could do baths... but no swimming... she took a step back for a moment, uncertain... the whip... it lightly *thud thud thud*ed against the woman... that was bad... those were for hitting and hurting... Briar wanted no hitting and hurting... she moved forward...cautious... no fast movements, it might strike... like that snake at the park... slither frightening thing with teeth...<br/><br/>She took the bathing suit from the woman... nowhere to change... big open room... she frowned, her tail swaying with thought... so many thoughts but just a little voice... it was hard sometimes... she really didn't want to go swimming... She turned her back towards the woman and removed her top... white bra...she liked white... it was pretty against her dark skin... then the skirt went... her tail went free... it felt nice... swaying without restraint for a moment... then off went her bra...and her panties... you couldn't wear those swimming...she knew that... she put it on...it was chilly... she didn't like cold, but it was on now... maybe they'd swim in the cold? ... that didn't sound fun...<br/><br/>The woman was still scarey, even though her eyes were back... the bathing suit didn't have much to it... Briar felt almost naked... but then... bathing suits were almost naked... She didn't say anything, but she wanted her shirt and skirt back... pretty black lace on the white shirt and skirt...<br/><br/>Man's voice in the hall.. probably the water... she thought the man would be in trouble...the man should run from the woman... the woman had dragon eyes...<br/><br/>" Briar..." the thought just struck her. 'Pretty Kitty...' she was not a kitty... tail and years... yes.. but pretty kitty wasn't her...it had to be someone else... she was Briar... ever since forever... and she didn't like being called something else... she had a pretty name... Briar was her name... she was a girl too... not a kitty... a girl with kitty ears, and a kitty tail... but a girl named Briar... " I'm Briar... it's my name..."<br/><br/>Her voice was so soft... maybe too soft... maybe too loud... that would depend on the woman.