Drew just grins at her toothily. "Sure thing. I take it this is where we start gettin' ready." He eyes her stretching, knowing that she's taking it seriously, at which point he starts to take off his clothes.

He moves quickly, toeing off his shoes before reaching for the hem of his t-shirt and pulling it up over his head, exposing both hair and muscles in practically equal quantities. It looked like Drew had never heard the expression manscaping and was just as hairy as a man as he was as a wolf.

When he gets to removing his belt he's just as quick, throwing everyone on top of each other in a small bundle that he'd be able to identify by scent later when he needed to come back for his clothes. It was better this way, after all, considering that if not he'd have to have a pretty heavy budget for clothing. He drops his boxers and trousers in the same movement, the material pooling around his ankles at which point he steps out and away from it, toeing it over with the other stuff. He finally turns to speak to Yuffie again, a hand on his hip, the idea of his nudity clearly natural to him. "Now listen, I ain't gonna be able to speak so y'gotta tell me where we're racin' before I switch! No cheatin' either, you wait 'til I howl before y'go runnin' off."