"You told me not to let you go." She said as she bit her lower lip, her body closer to the cage now. "You need to learn to control the beast, come on, I know you're in there, somewhere..." She muttered, her eyes on that wolf still. This wasn't a lycan transformation she was familiar with. The ones she had seen, they were more beastial, large claws, standing upright. Though when running they used all four limbs, attacking they used those claws and teeth. Though he was chained, this seemed more wolffish to her. A forced shapeshift? It seemed more likely than an actual lycan to her.