I need to shift back, but I am not about to have this conversation buck-naked.

I take a few steps behind a thick tree and begin to transform back. I need to get my clothes out of my backpack that I had stored there.

“Hey there. I bet this night has been really confusing for you, but I’m just here to help. I won’t tell anyone about this or you, I promise,” Roxy calls out, almost like she’s coaxing a wild animal out of its habitat.

I debate what ...