"...a pack of big strong Rottweilers." Beth's guards let out a gasp of surprise, but before they could even react Beth had already cast the spell. Their skin rapidly disappeared between deep brown and black fur, and they dropped their weapons as their fingers began to stiffen and shrink. Within moments, all of their fingers had neatly aligned themselves into small paws ending in short black claws. Because of the fur covering their skin, they were sweating profusely and in a fit of despair they were clawing at their clothes trying to remove them. Suddenly, they started wobbling a bit and moments later they clumsily fell over because they could no longer stand on their feet. They shaked off their too-large boots, revealing small hind paws just like their front paws. Now, their faces had started to change. A low, grunting growl indicated their pain as their jaws stretched into short, square muzzles with flat, black noses. Belle looked at their mouths, and saw that they now had row after row of large canine teeth, fangs that could easily wound any intruder. Their short ears softened a bit, flopping over halfway and dangled to the side. Their body proportions had already adjusted, and it was now much easier for them to stand on all fours. As a finishing touch to their sleek brown-and-black bodies, their spines extended a bit into tail nubs just above their butts. They shook off the remains of their clothing and sat on their haunches, looking at Belle who now became aware of the danger of this. "Shouldn't they be leashed?", she asked. "No my lady, they are fully loyal to you and yours. You can approach them without fear", Beth slavishly replied. Belle walked over to one of the dogs and gave him a petting on the head, to which he let his tongue hang out of his mouth while happily panting. Belle said to one of her own servants:"Take these dogs to the kennels and have them put on guard duty." She then turned to Beth and said:"Now that that is done with, my next order is..."