"That is weird... I guess coming to Evelon affected everyone differently?" she suggested, tilting her head. "Maybe, since he already had a foxy form, the magic or whatever it was that brought him to Evelon gave him a Fellox-y form to match? And you said that your family already looked like Felloxes in the first place, didn't you? I still think that's a little strange, but then, maybe your creator goddess has... a window into Evelon or something, and she saw the Felloxes here and liked them so much she decided to make some of her own?" It was all so strange to consider. "I wonder how many worlds there are out there in the first place... And yes! This is a lot of fun! Even if we do get dirty."
Cat looked a little surprised that Rosy had offered to use her powers again. "Well, actually, I was thinking we could just poke a stick or long piece of grass in there and see if anything happens... Maybe we should try that first, since you said you shouldn't really be using your powers in the first place. But if the first plan fails, we could fall back to that..." She began to look around the area for a stick or twig (since those would be much better for poking about than a blade of grass), hoping she would be able to find one.