While she has seen a gun and knows the general idea, the loudness still catches her off-guard, just a little. She flinches, her ears flattening against it, but she puts her head down and sprints after the remaining rabbit. Ylva sinks her teeth into it, killing it swiftly.

Panting, she turns back into her default shape, and neatly wipes a bit of blood from her mouth before picking the rabbit up from the ground. She grins at Leon.

"Oh, that worked even better than I hoped."