"Maybe he does!" Hana snapped at his neck, careful not to actually bite but just grazing her teeth over him, hoping the warning might help startle him back toward rationality. "But not like this, Thrax! This isn't justice, this isn't even your vengeance! That thing is controlling you, can't you feel it?!"
She rolled them over, heavy paws pinning his shoulders to the ground--and then she was in her halfway form again, paws becoming hands as she shook him lightly, legs tucked up to either side of his ribs in an effort to keep him in place.
"Look at me, you idiot! Remember who you are, what you are. This isn't you..."