"Fern -" The warning is cut off by that imperative gesture.  Miaren backs into the corner, if only to keep her flanks protected.  The horse-hair tail bumps the enclosure wall, sending a jolt through her insides, but she doesn't think of the possibility of removing it.<br/><br/>The griffon is more important - more of a threat.  She can feel the twin eggs inside her, low and heavy against her cervix.  She knows that the creature wasn't done with her when she pulled away, and she fears what might happen if she is borne down by it a second time.