Fenrir smiled, "I have a better idea." he said. As he changed into his werewolf form as he walked up to the Guardia clerk. "I am Fenrir of Cimmeria, member of the Warwolf unit. You know, the unit that Cimmeria uses to "clean" up "messes" that they don't like. I left my ID and passport at home, but I assume that wouldn't be a problem." he said, slowly raising a claw up. He was mostly bluffing, but he thought he could easily just knock these guys out without even using his claws, presuming they didn't just let him pass.