Ameya stretched out, arching her back and reaching forward to scratch at the limb she was perched on. With a yowling yawn, she made her way out of the tree and landed softly on the ground. It was late in the day and she was getting a little hungry. On all fours, she sat down and focused on shifting - sleek black fur fading away to smooth skin, feline paws and limbs forming into lean arms and legs and human hands, face smoothing out from a cat-like muzzle and into a more human looking face. Her tail stayed, as did her amber cat-eyes. Unfortunately, she could never fully disguise herself, the one of the few of her kind with this difficulty. It was the reason she never really went into the nearby towns unless she had to. As human as she was going to get, she reached into a bush to pull out underclothes, slipping them on, her loose, baggy jeans and pulled them on while making sure her tail flattened out into the pantleg, and then a small t-shirt that fit tightly against her upper body. She didn't spend a lot of time clothed, since she was in feline form more often than not, but she felt like moving away from this tree and the area around it. A trip into town wasn't that bad of an idea, she thought either. It'd been a while since she'd been there; learning what news was now out was a pretty good idea, and she could scope out for anything that was... off. Dressed at last, Ameya stretched out her human form and ran in the direction of the town.