She followed the wall around, keeping a wary eye on the doorway and the hiding one.  Obviously, her weapon had given her an advantage, since it was no longer advancing.  If she’d had her gun, she could have really shown them something, but that was wherever the rest of her clothes had gone.  Still, she intended to find it, and the next one of these things that came at her was really going to be sorry.  The Coast Guard might not have spent as much time on firearms training as the Army and Marines did, but she was still a damn good shot.  Good enough to make these weird ponies leave her alone, anyway.