Miaren bites back a yelp as the wall behind her suddenly swallows her up.  She attempts to twist in the grasp of - whatever has grabbed her - if only to make sure that she doesn't get attacked by the very structure that enclosed them.  Visions of strange tendrils attempting to violate her swarm unbidden into her mind.  She's already been mounted by a griffon, so the concept doesn't seem so far-fetched as it would have even half an hour ago.