"Yeah, no thanks. I enjoy being intact and fully functional." I shift into my cat form, a black tabby, and jump up on the ledge. "Have you made a cat yet?"

Pierce looked at the glass thoughtfully. "No, I could make this one a ca though. Hold still." He said, fiddling wih the glass for a bit until it was in the form of a sitting cat. "There," He said, setting it down on the ground. "Looks just like you, just clear."

"I don't look that myself much while I'm cat. I'm more of high Taylor around the house like an orange boy. It does look like you though. Very muscular. A little derrpy." I say. just like in school year.

Pierce shifted, glancing at Alex with a teasing look in his eyes. "Hey! I wasn't that derpy at the school!" He said, pouncing next to her on the ledge, his fur whisping around him as he moved.

(Pierce's cat form is a dark brown Siberian cat with a white belly and paws, with light blue eyes)

"But you were." I say, calmly wrapping my tail around my legs and returning the gaze. The white tip on my tail twitches. My ears swivel at the sound of a bird call, but rotate back immediately after.

Pierce curled his tail, crouching and narrowing his eyes. "It's nice up here, when it's just the forest noises. Though I don't like winter. I have to close off the observatory, and then I can't see anything." He leaped from the ledge, shifting to a wolf. "Well then, what shall we do now?"

I leap after my school friend. "I don't know." I say. I have to go shopping. I don't want to go shopping. I need to go shopping. I hate shopping. I think. "Tear around like maniacs? Go hunting for a rabbit for old times sake?" She asks. "Geez, I sound like an old geezer."