Kate glanced around to see where the second one had gone.  Rather than retreat for the safety of whatever lay beyond the door as the first had done, it had run to the far side of the room, where it was hiding behind a barricade of chairs.  She sailed a flat table in its direction, knocking over one chair and eliciting a startled whinny from the pony.  It was making odd noises, and seemed to be watching her with an almost human interest, although it was hard to be certain since it was still crouched behind the remaining chair.  