She throws the mallet into the freezer and slams the door. "Wixie, shefter. Shelf grab. Can you do that? She stops petting him and puts him down he ground, concentrating on the animal she wanted him to be. He morphed into a tiger and rubbed up against her leg, his amber eyes glowing faintly. "Good, now be nice, the others are coming faster than we assumed. Let's get a move on." She got on his back and hugged his neck, scratching his ears. She motioned for the wolf to get ontop, and Saphira to get on her pet. "Wix, transgend. Thy fly, we run. Kill."