Isabelle shrieked at the sudden grab. She was startled and didn't like the look in his eyes. She tried to break from his grip but he was digging in, sure to leave bruises. "Stop. You're hurting me!" She jerked again but he was too strong. She didn't like feeling this backed into a corner. She didn't think he would ever strike her, but this was going in a scary direction. The cat hissed at John, swatting her claws and screeching in a horrendous growl. She smacked him on the face before being dropped to the floor and standing between Isabelle's legs. She continued to growl feeling threatened because Isabelle was.
"No! He didn't put anything into my head. The only one turning you against me is yourself!" She finally jerked herself free, rubbing her hands against the sore spots he'd indented into her arms.