Nora watched the door open, keeping her body close to the bottom of the tub to keep from wandering eyes. But soon enough, he left, leaving her time to finish cleaning her fur until it was pure white again. Satisfied with the color of her fur, she got out of the tub, draining it and looking at the clothes. She could feel the soft fabric under her fingers as she slipped the clothes on, the shirt sliding over easily, as well as the stockings. She kept her collar, but just to cover the scar on her neck as she looked at herself, pleased with her appearance.