Reaching her fake safe house, Zanthe took a quick nap on the couch before grabbing some dark clothes, some disguise materials, and a surgical/medical kit and heading into the bathroom to change. Closing the door, the catfox took off her clothes and carefully began to unwrap the bandages from around her midsection, wincing a little. The wound there was not gone yet, but it was looking better. "...Brown will work," she murmured, starting to run the bath.