The transformations effects took hold of Jon so swiftly that Evve had little time to properly react. Even within the brief seconds it took to inhale and exhale as one arrangement came and went, she had managed to capture one cycle before her lungs came to a crippled stall. Her eyelids snapped back like quick-drawn weapons, stare a bullet fired straight through the beast's heart. Ears mimicked duel copper swords piercing the air above her skull, the sounds of his crushing bones still reverberating inside the hollows and leaving her fur puffed up in auditory discomfort. Well, she looked startled, but not by him as much as the sounds.

When all was said and done beneath his flesh and coat, every bit of her reverted back to normal. Chestnut waves came in low tides and her ears bobbled back lazily, two trees submitting to the winds once again. The only difference that remained was her eyes, focused and thoughtful. However, she was as unafraid as you'd expect.

So he can still speak... Aside from the clear difference, he had retained his shape and, well, she was impressed and frustrated all the same.

Evve began to part her lips to try the human language she could read, write, and so on, but for some reason, could not speak in this anatomy.

"B...Bwe..." No, that wasn't it. "V-vee.." Grr. Whatever, she thought. She decided to respond to him with an approach, arching her back and leaning down to take a leap, but...

Oh, screw that. He was taller and she barely made it up the last time. She sat back down and placed her paw on her head, giving him a tiny wave of, "Pretty much what I thought."

Not that she was exactly sure that was clear.