He gazed down in surprise as she spoke to him, nodding his understanding. Continuing at a dead sprint, he allowed his shift to take place. He chose the jacket for a specific reason, other then it attempting to keep them off of their scent. It was large enough for him to shift in, and still have room for Enna. His large paws pounded against the ground, quickly picking up speed from his sprint. He could feel the ice flow back behind him and he flung a wall of fire behind him after the ice, catching the trees on fire in the process but hoping to slow the follower. Claws digging into the ground, he took off again at a sharp angle, his breathing picking up as pieces of dirt flew up into the air which each step that he took.

His left ear was facing backwards, his right facing forwards, trying to pick up any other sounds of anything else enclosing on him. He fought to keep fires from springing up at his feet, knowing full well that it would do no good in keeping them off his trail. [@Arista]