Fenrir looks at how many fingers she held up and shrugged, agreeing in his head that at least it was still a decent split. The silver armed wizard then watched as she pulled out a whistle and blew on it. He didn't hear much of the noise which meant it was a dog whistle.<br/><br/>Fenrir gawked at what showed up however as he had to pinch his cheek with his right arm. "Okay, a famous talking wolf with wings. Now I've seen everything. Talking felines and canines." He sighed, "Right then. Everyone to the train, we've not a moment to lose!"<br/><br/>---<br/>During the Train ride Fenrir was adjusting and checking the sensitivity and flexibility of his silver prosthetic. "So, your name is Draco? That's an interesting name for a girl. Name's Fenrir, but I'm sure you guessed that. Anything I should know about you specifically as a partner or teammate?" He asked, trying to make small talk as they rode, his blue eyes looking at her curiously.