It's horrible! In some ways it's reminiscent of the Babadon'ts, but it's not always as liquid, and it's easier to see since it's not all opaque and black. There's also some crunching that sounds a whole lot like bones breaking and grating against each other as his body reconfigures in a way that looks like it should be agonizing. Still, he radiates amusement at Stacia's attention.

Near the end of it he is a metallic blue-and-tan tiger with Alloran's light back mane, heavy belly mane, and sparse stripes. The most attractive part of the whole process is when the stripes split and multiply, going dark and spreading rapidly across his pelt as its consistency changes and it flushes orange and blanches white. And then there's a tiger there, one that's deeply unhappy about a bigger predator so close by.

Ears flat, teeth bared, the tiger tenses, crouching low and lashing its tail as it backs away, then startling as it hits a wall before Alloran can assert control. He's morphed tiger on his own before, and bear, for the photoshoot. He stands straighter, and somehow endeavors to look smug.

<Perhaps I should have warned you. There are certain people who can make that process attractive, but I'm not among them.>