But Hazel was so focused on the danger that was on its way that she completely missed the one that was already here.
Some distance away the last batch of refugees was being processed. One of these was a party of youngsters and a few children being interrogated by the city guards.
They were all human, dressed in old raggedy clothes with some obvious signs of malnutrition and mistreatment.
Eight of them, who were the oldest, were between the ages of 15 and 20 while the remaining three were kids, the oldest of which was only a ten-year-old boy.
The other two kids one of which was a 7-year-old girl and the last one which was a newborn baby were being carried by the teenagers.
The ten-year-old boy stood in front of the feline city guard trying to explain their situation.