Felix jerked as someone slapped her, but that just earned him a whip across his back, he let out a small yelp of pain as blood started to seep from the slash. "Ana..." he whispered, his eyes pained.
Ana whimpered and tears flowed freely as she gazed at Felix, still gagged. She looked so utterly helpless.
"Let her go!" Felix snarled. "I'm the one you want Mark!" he growled. He just ended whipping him across the face. "Shut up!" he growled back, he took out a phone and started to dial a number.
Ana whmpered as one man took the oportunity to feel her up. "I haven't had a pretty white woman in a while." He mumbled.
Felix snarled, trying to lunge forward, "get your hands off of her!" he growled, his eyes glinting dangerously like an animals... What if? He could shift, he sat back into his chair and thought as Mark spoke on the phone.
Ana sobbed, squeezing her eyes shut. "You don't like this kitty boy?" The man called, squeezing one of her breasts and smirking.
Felix snarled as his eyes shifted into a feral tiger. "NO!" his voice was a harsh snarl as his clothing ripping and he dmshicted right before their eyes.
Ana opened her eyes, watching. Hope flitted through her. She wasn't even afraid of him, because she trusted him so much. She trusted him with her life.
Felix lunged at the man who had touched her first. Tackling him and lifting him up in his mouth and throwing him to the side like he was nothing, he thrashed at her bonds, cutting her lose. He snarled at her to leave as shouts rang out.
Ana stumbled away from the men and their camp, but she stopped, looking back at Felix worriedly. They pulled their guns, ready to shoot. "Don't kill him!" One ordered, but they'd still injure him beyond escape, and Ana couldn't allow that.
Felix snarled, lashing out at one of them, ripping the gun away from him. He glNxed back at Ana. He snarled at her again to get going, he heard a gun fired and the bullet went through his leg he roared and lashed out again.
Ana couldn't leave him. Especially now his leg was hurt. While she was so concerned over watching him, one of the hunters got around behind her and grabbed her. He covered her mouth before she could scream. She could only whimper and struggled, trying to get out of his grip.
Felix managed to disarm the rest, getting a bullet wound in his side, and one narrowly missing his tail. He turned slightly and saw one grab Ana. He snarled viciously, prowling towards them.
"Hold on kitty boy." He held a knife to Ana's throat and applied just enough pressure to break skin. "Come any closer and I'll slit her throat."
Her mouth was no longer covered, but Ana was too frozen with fear to say anything.
Felix stepped back, a growl coming from his throat. He stayed put, his eyes still locked on them both.
Ana swallowed. She closed her eyes. "I'm sorry..." She whispered, before using her power for the thing that she hated to do most. She undid the healing his body had done. Any sickness or injury he had ever experiences started to come back, even chicken pocks. He pulled away, stumbling back. His leg became broken and he cried out in agony. Ana fell to the ground in exhaustion. it took a lot more to reverse it than to heal it.
Felix darted forward, eyes still wide in shock. He agonizingly shifted back, he scooped her up, stifling back a loyd groan of pain as he headed for her hut.
Ana passed out completely,limp in his arms. It was better for her than dealing with the guilt of what she had just done.
Felix managed to get back to her hut, he set get down on the bed. He crashed to the floor, his leg giving out, her groaned, pulling himself up. He searched for some bandages, finding some, he slumped into a seat and started wrapping his side and then leg.
Ana took a much longer time than usual to recover, waking much, much later, when the sun was setting. She opened her eyes and groaned softly, turning on her side. She laid eyes on Felix and jumped up. "You're hurt!"