Roaring and running around Renne tried to hide, she could sense danger all around her. Roaring out she found her way to the deck, she was running on all fours, no clothes. Her fur standing up on end, looking very primal. Rubbing her eyes wildly as she tried to see, she could see figures surrounding her, growling she bore her fangs, she couldn't tell if they were friend or foe in her current state, her tail thrashed around as her claws extend. She never used her claws, she used her suits claws.. Her real claws were thick black monstrous things. Sharoe enough to slice through a door like it was wet paper.