[spirit_queen]

A few minutes later, Takaia showed back up to where she'd been sitting with Laika with Cecy in tow... Cecy was now in her undergarments. Of course, to the wolves, such undergarments could themselves be counted as an outfit; a lacy, delicate chemise, bloomers, and a lilac corset. She was trembling like a leaf in a storm.

"Hiya, Laika! Think you got anything dry that'll fit her? She's soaked to the bone, and I'd like to avoid her catching something."