That's not how it works, Steve. I can turn into a fox because I am one, these lips are the same pair that kissed your cheek just now. It's shapeshifting, physically changing into another iteration of my identity. No illusions.

I'm sure I'd enjoy having the appearance of a lion, but that's not possible.

[ Loki lifts a hand away from where it rests on Steve's shoulder to tug on the fur of his ruff that peeks over his collar. Very real, as much as his usual black curtains. His ears lower, whiskers twitching down as he thinks of another person who asked him about this stuff. ]

Not a lot of people see this as an authentic appearance, they think it's a trick. I don't step outside the boundaries of a man or woman often.