Bast's tail lashed, and she rolled her shoulders in a kind of revealing shrug.

//I'm getting used to it.// She admitted. //I'm sorta stuck this way, you know. A few thousand years not having to walk on this plain without a tail screwed up my balance to no end. I meant to just grow a tail on my human form, but it slipped and I can't quite figure it out. Until I do, I'm back the way I was in -//she's too frustrated to form the word, so sends an impression of dry heat, chaotic blackness, and painful seperation instead. //-Egypt, before all this mess.//