Took everything in with wide eyes, and it took an effort not to panic at the sight and stench of the things coming toward them. She still froze momentarily, dragged along by her brother tugging her hand.
It took a few seconds but her brain rebooted and she shook her head to clear it. This was her family's business, her grandparents had worked almost their entire lives helping to build it and make it one of the most successful marina's in the region, if the creatures overran the place they'd be hard pressed to recover. And that's assuming everyone survived.
With a resigned sigh she pulled free of her brother's grasp and got behind the others, pulling her tee over her head as she went. "I'll do better on four legs than two."
Seconds later a large cougar bound forward with a snarl, her clothes scattered behind them. She shied away from the nasty smelling beasts already on fire and slashed at the tendons of one a little less toasty.