Again she yowled and hissed. Nothing but animal noises coming from the depth of her throat. She thrashed and jerked. Trying to pull free, yet her claws had retreated into her skin. Either because she knew, somewhere, that doing damage to Hulk was impossible. Or she simply didn't want to.
X-23's noises grew more frantic at the threat to the fog. She had to protect it. Keep it safe.