Aridha watches the proceedings for a moment, then hesitantly reaches out into the simmering pool of animal instincts in her guts.
A rat...no, a snake. Not too big. Can we do that?
Something like amusement, something like contempt. Snakes hunt. They kill and eat. Like this.
The young druid contorted and dwindled, becoming a brown-scaled serpent with diamond shaped darker patterns down its back. She reared her head back, tasting the air, feeling the warmth shivering in front of her.
She then slithered in after Templeton. On seeing the obstruction, she nosed around, looking for an opening big enough for a snake to get through.