And just like that, Miaren is alone with the beast again.  She glances up at Fern's retreating form, knowing that she won't be able to make that scramble up by herself.  Maybe before - but she isn't used to having that bulge and extra weight.<br/><br/>She looks back at the griffon, making the same connection that Fern did.  The food is a courtship gift - a declaration of its intent, non-threatening but still lustful.  She feels the same disgust as Fern did, but does she dare refuse?<br/><br/>Slowly, she sinks down to sit in that corner, her back still pressed to the wall.  Small target, non-threatening, as protected as she can be in this dangerous place.