She shifts as well, though it's a swift and easy transformation for her, clothes melting into her new shape. She could be anything in this moment, any number of powerful shapes, but right now? This is about making a point, and at least half the point is the superiority of being a wolf to being a dumb cat only out for himself. And being a wolf, a regular old timber wolf, has always felt particularly natural to her.

Besides, allosaurus versus cougar is not a fair fight.

Ylva launches herself at him, snarling.