not wanting to be caught naked that you slipped your feet in the back of its hind legs and put on the paw shoes and fastened your ankles around over your paws shoes as your ankle fur covers your paw shoes that you can't see where the suit ends and you begin. when you pulled up your fur pants that you strapped a belt around your wast to adjust you new tail feathers as you slip your junk securely inside that it felt snug. half way there that you started strapping yourself inside to attach your wings as you tried out your wings when you finish strapping.
you slip your arms in its fore arms that your talons gloves fit over them as the head was next to set on when you looked inside the mask to what you found. inside the mask was a belt in voice chip that you'll sound like silverbolt himself, a remote ear function that'll let you hear thing better and move them at will, a twenty twenty camera vision that'll let you see better and probably see tharver that the eye colors are brown on the covers, and a belt in muzzle that you'll probably smell and taste things similar to a dog's science of smell and taste. strapping the head as well adjust it yo fit your head that all you had to do was to zip up and before you knew it, your silverbolt.
standing started to hurt that you felt the need to walk on fours as you hid the other suits under the table when the door jiggled. thinking fast that you noticed three doors. not knowing where they go that you