Run to safety

  Azura was in pain from being wounded. She was just naturally concealing the intense pulping pain from the bullet wound. It wasn't lodged in there. Luckily it escaped. Her focus drew on the safety of Ocean, being drenched, and being very attentive on the few apes that surrounded her. She had a solid reason to have distrust towards the species. Though she was more perplexed than feared at the moment.
  She shakily took a step back, gritting her teeth when Titus approached. His large stature was intently intimidating. She frowns. There was no solution for Titus to quit asking. It was either tell or bolt at this point. "Yes," she bluntly responds.
  Then his beefy finger landed under her chin. She immediately froze, harshly clenching her teeth to the point they ached. The constant rain drops streaming down her pale face would conceal the sweat that scarcely excreted.
  There was growing bruise on right of her forehead, where she bashed it onto the surface when she was shot.
  It wasn't until Titus gripped her shoulder unexpectedly, and drew her shirt up that she harshly, defensively nipped at his fingers to force him to let go. If he did she'd drew back into the wall.

That recent, painful event, caused her to not want to be touched at all. Unfortunately Ocean was beginning to get uncomfortable and bothered by being covered. She gently clawed and kicked under the towel. She wasn't suffocating just annoyed.
She noted his faint smile and became very perplexed. Why would he be suddenly friendly? Maybe it's a 'play'. She wasn't sure.
Azura wasn't positive on what exactly a vet was, though, some instinctive reason it bothered her. Die? Well that's not uncommon where she was raised. Quietly she frowns. She never wants to leave her own child to another. "You orange bears are cruel and careless."
Her attentive gazed peered over at the servant then at Titus. She scrutinized him from her small distance. She had an idea he was scheming something, and she didn't know what. Otherwise she'd act on it. For now, she keenly observed him.

It didn't take much before Azura anxious eyes were on the maid who entered. As she was about to draw away, Titus's beefy palm clamped onto her small shoulder cap.
She really didn't focus on biting this time. He revealed no reason to, as of yet. Though, she really despised being hindered. For now she quietly listens.
Pup, pet? She wasn't sure what they meant, but had a concept. Her head shakes, "I don't know what that is. Sounds like an upper level of a role."
Once the warm rag glides to a certain sore area, she yelped and bite into Titus's bulky finger tip to force him to release. Since she couldn't leave the maid. She'd hiss at the maid.
Even if she did brutally nip, doesn't mean it forced him to release. Though, her eyes were attentive and her movements if she needed to slip.

Phoenix has been observing, not at that moment going to take action. If he took action, there would be more a ravenous scene. He didn't need that. He winces at the harsh bite. It wasn't the first Phoenix had been bitten. It was known for a human to bite to the bone. Their teeth can be quite deadly if needed.

He wasn't sure how hard Azura had nipped, but having an orangutan snarl, and draw away. It must have been harsh. He walks over to the bathroom, placing an ointment for Titus. He keeps looking straight. "You would act the same way if you were protecting." He states, continuing.

He didn't want to muzzle her, but he had no choice. He'd approach from behind, he grasps her neck and chin to prevent any head movement. Swiftly a syringe injected into her nape causing her to exceedingly relax. She would drop Ocean, but he easily slipped her into his hands. He wasn't sure what she had until the towel slipped.

He grimaces, struggling to keep both. "Titus? Can you come help? Like now!"

Azura sensed his expanding rage. With the harsh growl that barked at her. She cowers low, drawing back, unaware of a quiet ape nearby. She winced, listening to his louder rage into a threat.
She ensures this time that no ape came close. Of course, that was severed. After she was grappled to prevent movement. She yelps, trying exceedingly hard to move. Before she had time to kick, a pierce shot through her neck.
She collapsed easily from intent exhaustion.
A light shiver spread across Ocean as the towel was removed. Both were severely drenched, dehydrated, and tired.
Ocean just stared at Titus, expressing a stunned stare. She suddenly smiles, grabs her small feet and giggles. Then quietly paws at him.
She'd occasionally shiver. Prolonging more than another.