NiGHTS let out a low, bestial growl, her usual voice changed by the form she was taking. Of course, the effect would have been ruined if the citizens had heard NiGHTS' own amused chuckle - but luckily it was more feral-sounding than usual - another perk of the form.

She didn't care what they thought. She never cared what anyone thought of her, really. She did as she pleased and didn't mind the rest - though it could be amusing to see the reactions the citizens had to the scratching noise of one of NiGHTS' claws against the window pane.