You quickly duck into the woods and start to get dressed. In the bag you find a skirt, shirt, and pair of panties. Using one claw, you carefully slice a hole in the back of the panties for your tail. Slipping them on over your tail is a little tricky, but you manage. Although you're still not quite used to the idea of being a girl, you slip on the skirt, then pull the shirt over your head, lifting your now long tawny hair out the back of the neck, and neatly tuck the bottom of the shirt into the waistline of the skirt. The clothes are a little too big, but it's not like you have a lot of other options.
You return the bag to the car, and leave a short thank-you/apology note in which you explain that a couple of older girls stole your clothes. It's only a white lie, you reason. After all, would the owner of the clothes believe the true story? Probably not.
Turning back towards the carnival, you decide to see what else it has to offer.