Ana & Cat & Open
She smiled a bit wanly, ducking her head slightly, "I understand. Not on the entirely same level, but I do understand." She wouldn't go into the death of her mother, though. That was for her.
Of course, it was bigotry and hate but that never changed and there was no sense in arguing when Catherine agreed. She offered Ana a solution instead. "So when the gunfire dies down, retake your jaguar form and be the knife. Someone out there will still be breathing. Crush their throat with your teeth and be satisfied." She would be both getting revenge and providing a mercy.