Damien growled low and dangerously as the figure had her arms tighten their hold and still trying to get ahold of his name again. About to voice his refusal was when he heard a familiar voice and felt the magic. 

When his vision was changed, it was then that he realized laying on the bridge and still feeling himself as the wolf by his stature and his tail. What he noticed peculiar was that he saw Ana above him and by how he was laying, she had her legs used as a pillow. He was surprised alone that she had a hand on his cheek. For when Ana spoke that brought him back to reality. 

[b]"Huh? Wha?"[/b] Not having paid attention to what she had said but knew she said something.