The Sentinels hide your kids

Raven's assault was successful.  The rampaging intruder crashed into her like a stampeding moose and both females went tumbling.  Raven could not watch what happened next, for she herself was knocked into the brush and rolled several times from the momentum of her movements and the sheer force of their collision.  But she could hear teeth -- the hollow, wooden sound of jaws snapping together on empty air, silenced only by white fur caught between them and torn asunder.  There was a chorus of snarls and angry yelps, and the smell of blood rent the air.

In the space of only a few seconds, she had a sudden flashback to the day her half-sister had been slaughtered by the wolves of Redhawk Caldera.  That situation had been much the same, only Wildfire had been the target and the monster had been invited into their home by her father himself.  What was it with crazy assholes and kids?  Pulling herself to her feet, she shook off the aches and pains that nagged at her -- there would be time for that later -- and rejoined the scene.  

Dante, Lasher, and Aria appeared to be handing the intruders quite well -- Raven only just now noticing that there were, in fact, two of them -- though Lasher looked pretty winded.  The Redhawk girl had never truly fought before and didn't know how much help she could be now, so she hung back by Lasher's side, her mane bristled and a soft growl rumbling in her throat.  The majority of the pack had stationed themselves protectively around the den, and no matter how driven the strangers might have been in their mad quest, they could not hope to defeat all of Donnelaith.