Miaren was tense as she watched Draque work.  This was why she liked having him along - all of her woodslore was damn near useless when it came to man- or ogre-laid traps.  She breathed a sigh of relief as the trap quivered into uselessness, and made careful note of how the gutline was routed.  If they were making a hasty retreat, they could possibly use it to their advantage.<br/><br/>She knew this didn't make the cave any less dangerous.  The ogre was still in there somewhere, and the sounds - as faint as they were to her human ears - left every nerve tingling, as if a lightning bolt was brewing nearby.<br/><br/>"Why couldn't we have gotten one of the dumb ones?" she said under her breath, knowing that her compatriots would hear.