Erileena stares wide-eyed at the massive snout ahead of her, scrunched down in a tiny crevice in the side of the wall, staring at the large nostrils ahead, her tail coiled tightly around her leg. She's squeazed in so tight, she can barely move, and with him continually scenting for her, the scent of the aphrodisiac slowly begins to weaken, as does the trail she had come along, perhaps making him think he'd been tricked and she was elsewhere.