Aubrey turned her head and growled back at Amber. "They want to cut me open and take out what's mine. They want to package it and sell it to some gullible asshole in a health food store. And you...you want me to calm down?" In the course of the short rant, her teeth had lengthened and her face had distorted in her rage. She pulled away from the woman's grip and transformed, lunging at Clifford with a roar and clamping her jaws down around his arm. She only had a moment to think vaguely through the haze of anger that it tasted funny before a numbing sensation started spreading down her. Her growls weakened and she tried to let go, but couldn't find the strength. 


Needless to say, this all gave Rey a good scare. As Aubrey leaped out at Clifford in the form of a scruffy brown wolf, he practically jumped five feet back and nearly fell on his ass. He cringed at the sight of it all; he knew it would be messed up but not like this. "Mother of god," he gasped, staring at the enraged wolf whose expression was slowly changing to alarm as her body struggled not to go limp.