The life of a half angel

I ran as fast as my tiger legs could carry me. Looking backward, I tripped over some stupid rock and fell. The enemy kept chasing us, gaining more ground every second. I tried to get back onto my feet. Feeling a spark of pain in my shoulder, I changed back to my human form. Groaning, I turned my head to see a dagger embedded into my shoulder. Taking a deep breath, I reached out with my other hand and took hold of the blade, ripping it out of my body. I held back a scream as I dropped the blade on the ground. Jasper, who ran in front of me, turned around once he noticed my absence at his side. "Come on Alyssa, we got to go!" Warm blood was dripping slowly over my back. I took another breath and pushed myself back up. Jasper grabbed my good arm and started dragging me forward. The pain of the wound disappeared due to the adrenaline. I turned to face Jasper, who still had a smile on his face. It angered me, wanting to smack the grin off his stupid face. The enemy was close now. Jasper, who had let go of my arm a second earlier, noticed my struggle to keep up with him. I tried my best, but I wasn't used to running great distances. "Come on Alyssa!" He called again as I almost tripped over another rock. "Just hold on! We're close now!". I focussed on the ground in front of me. There was a cliff about 100 meters away. In other words, a dead end. GREAT! I could hear the footsteps behind me now. "Remember Alyssa, think about wings. Transform your arms into wings just like angels have in children's stories". As he told me, his arms changed into white feathery wings. He lifted himself in the air with the flapping of his new wings. I tried to do so as well. Closing my eyes, I reminded myself of wings, yet the fear of being caught clouded my mind. I opened my eyes in fear. I was very new at this. Changing into a tiger was one thing, but creating wings to fly above a cliff was another. "Move the energy through your arms to your hands, find the will to grow the feathers out of your skin!" For anyone reading this, it might sound a bit weird, but I promise you. Everything will be explained soon. I tried to do exactly what Jasper told me to do, moving the energy from my chest to my arms and eventually my hands. I took a deep breath and pictured myself with feathered arms. Soon my arms started to warm up and glow. Black feathers grew out of my skin just as I leaped over the cliff. I was flapping my arms trying to stay in the air, even though my arms were covered with feathers, the flapping didn't stop me from falling. I willed my last energy into growing the feathers on my arms even bigger as I came closer and closer to my death. Was this the end?