Irina advanced to the front of the troop, on instinct. It didn't seem as if the rest of Team Awesome paid too much attention on their surroundings, choosing instead to chit-chat. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck raise, the sensation advancing into a pleasant series of goosebumps.<br/><br/>"Immune to guns, you say?" She unclenched her hands, slowly. Her forearms and hands bigger than a moment ago, changed into something that belongs on a nightmarish wolf, long claws glistening. Her smile was all pointy teeth, eyes yellow as she winked at Willard. A second later, she was just a fair-skinned petite girl again. The grin remained on her lips, however.<br/><br/>(committing effort to activate Red in Tooth and Claw for the scene)