Ais raised her head, a feral grin on the womans face as she lashed out with one leg and slammed the door shut in poor Morta's face. She sprung up, vaulting over the couch and bolting for the good Doctor. Her form was already in flux, fangs lengthening out of her mouth as claws formed. He had dared to give such nasty news to their sweet Aislinn. He would have to pay.