A sleek female serval stands eyeing the portal, fiddling decidedly with her claws. A party, eh? She hadn't allowed herself to have any real 'fun' in a while, now. What was the harm?
She nodded to the holographic bunny, beckoning for entrance in. She stepped into the portal and was greeted with a surreal-looking mirage of other creatures. Eirlys herself wasn't dressed too fancy -- she hadn't been prepared for this, after all. She wore simply her usual spiked black steampunk goggles and a black blazer. Anything under the blazer wasn't necessary -- she had fur, anyhow.
"Well then, suppose I should go out and socialize--?" she murmured to herself, somewhat uncertainly. Despite how rough-and-tumble the serval might have appeared, she was actually extremely awkward in public -- simply because of her inexperience with other people.