He can tell he's probably about to get pranked. If it makes Edgar laugh and not worry for the rest of the train ride, it's worth it. But they aren't allowed to complain about the wet dog smell later.

"Okay, here I go. Don't worry, it sounds bad but I'm fast at it now."

Before either of them can ask what he means by that, he stands up and then forces himself to shift. There are a lot of wet sounds and bone cracks and some grunts from Max through the worst of it, but in a matter of seconds, the human Max is gone, and in his place is a wolf who stands as tall as a German shepherd with a black coat except for the white markings that go from his belly to the bottom of his chin like a tuxedo.

"Ta da!" he barks.