Please, Furfur, tell her about it. She is the same brand of insane.

The boons of being able to shapeshift. Night Sky was fairly agile in her dryad form, but who knew being a cat would make things like hopping rooftops so easy. She should have done this sooner.

Once they both landed, she wound around his legs, purring while rubbing her face on his shin. "Isn't there one where you have to talk to animals? That shouldn't be hard."