[popsicle dream]

Cedarleaf snapped awake. Something was making to ground rumble, vibrate. It was unnatural. She saw something moving outside, and jumped to her paws. What was going on? She raced to the entrance of the den, and what she saw was horrifying. Huge, ugly beasts were rampaging through the camp. It took a moment for the scene to register in her mind. They weren't just any beasts. They were coyotes.

Even though she couldn't hear anything going on, she could imagine the horrible sounds. Between her mental pictures and sounds and the real sight, she couldn't move. The terror was too strong, despite how much she wanted to leap into battle. She'd trained for a long time as an apprentice to become a warrior, to be able to fight. But now that her chance came, she couldn't. Just couldn't.