Once she turned and fired a chance shot in the direction of the howling.

Far away came the roar of one of the mountain lions; and the pack of red wolves became suddenly and magically silent.

Kathlyn made good use of this interval.

But presently the pack raised its howl again, and she knew that the grim struggle was about to begin.
She reached the door of the rest house just as the pack, a large one, came into view, heads down, tails streaming.

Pundita, who was at the fire preparing the noon meal, seized Kathlyn by the arm and hurried her into the house, barricading the door.