"I don't know."  The anger was still there in her quiet answer, but there was something else... loss, humiliation, anguish.  She had not been able to protect her pack, had barely been able to protect herself.  And not knowing what it was that had hit them was all the more defeating.  If she didn't know what it was, how could she hunt it down for revenge?<br/><br/>Candra's eyes shifted to looking in the distance without seeing anything but the replay of the massacre.  "It came from the shadows.  I could<i>feel</i>it before it was here... could sense it... but I could not stop it.  None of us could.  There was a blade, I think.  It was so quick... too quick."  She focused on him again, her eyes almost glowing in the moonlight.  "Did you see anything?  Feel anything?"