Every time he appeared outside we pelted him with rocks.

At first we merely dropped them on him, but we soon began to whiz them down with the added force of our muscles.
This bombardment drew Saber-Tooth's attention to us and made him angrier than ever.

He abandoned his pursuit of the two Folk and sprang up the bluff toward the rest of us, clawing at the crumbling rock and snarling as he clawed his upward way.

At this awful sight, the last one of us sought refuge inside our caves.

I know this, because I peeped out and saw the whole bluff-side deserted, save for Saber-Tooth, who had lost his footing and was sliding and falling down.
I called out the cry of encouragement, and again the bluff was covered by the screaming horde and the stones were falling faster than ever.
Saber-Tooth was frantic with rage.