The Sentinels hide your kids

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Raven wasn't doing anything of note, merely pilfering about as she had been since her initial acceptance into Donnelaith's fold, exploring the lands and getting to know the wolves who lived here.  Her attachment to this place was still tenuous, having only been here for a week or so.  Still, she was a pack wolf.  She was Donnelaith.  When the urgent call of her alpha tore the air, rending the afternoon calm asunder with its message of invasion and danger, Raven's instincts kicked in and before she even consciously realized it, her legs were already carrying her at a blistering run toward her leader.

Though she was mostly a quiet and withdrawn girl, she was descended from a long line of strong, athletic, fast wolves. It didn't take her long at all to close the distance between her and the chaotic madness that crashed through the brush in a cacophony of snarls and thundering footfalls. Raven approached from the direction in which they were all running, so the intruder -- whom she had quickly deduced was the threat -- was running directly toward her. Raven wasn't dumb enough to throw herself directly at the white wolf running full speed, but she thought that maybe if she could trip the stranger, cause her to stumble, that'd be all her packmates needed.

So quickly, Raven veered off course, made a wide circle around, and then streaked in from the side like an arrow of black shadow, teeth snapping at the white wolf's legs.