ladylike; in form and manner both [halloween event; open!]

[regalduchess]

Duchess goes to sleep on her velvet chair and wakes on the floor. The castle has seen fit to provide her with a plain white slip and nothing more, and so-- she's seen Madame Bonfamille, in one, but never in company-- sets about to searching for clothes.

Sh comes across a lovely dress, tailored to her size, and puts it in a few minutes. It takes a while (she's trying to get used to clothes! They feel quite constricting.) and a few tries, but finally she's able to search for a mirror fully clothed.

She's a human... all but for her head, which still looks reassuringly feline.

It's time to debut her new form. She walks to where the play set is and looks around, eagerly searching for anyone to talk to-- and finds them.

"Oh! My dear, look at what the castle has done now!"

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[regalduchess]

Duchess decides to leave Frisk to their swinging. She watches carefully first, though, to make sure thst they won't fall off. Even if they are quite poltergeisty, they're still a child.

"Have fun, darling! I'm going to go try and walk a little more."

[itstheend]

Frisk waves at her in farewell. "Good luck!" They say, and they mean it. Halving your number of legs must be hard.

They turn back. They're determined to beat this swing.