Animals don't wear clothes

A primal feeling bubbled up in Juhani the Kath Hound. She looked at her brothers and sisters. They stood clad only in their fur. She looked down at herself. She would have laughed at the mockery of the Jedi robes that gripped her body, if only Kath Hounds knew how to laugh.

If she was to be truly wild, truly feral, truly free....something had to go.