Grace understood the situation, but remained a Liepard. Looking towards Shauna she nodded, hoping that the Sylveon human would understand the speed and the catlike senses she now has will be a great asset. By now, Grace could tell the scents of her friends apart, if she closed her eyes and they all ran around, she could still tell who's who. Raz's scent was nearby, but fading. Grace flicked her tail as the others transformed, mentioning for them to follow her into the mossy woods.