Killian caught up to the wolf and formed a few ice daggers. He launched them at the wolf, Intending on melting the ice and solidifying it to form a cage.
A whooshing sound reached Zhira's ears and she turned, eyes widening as the ice flew towards her. She shifted into the first think that came to mind, a mouse, and pressed herself against the roof, ignoring the tiny coughs that bubbled up in her throat with yet another transition.