Miaren takes the opposite route, going right where Fern goes left, north to the others south, with the intent of meeting her companion on the opposite end of the enclosure to compare notes.  She curses under her breath at the taut pain of her breasts, and the loss of her equipment - particularly the length of rope that she had used to descend the cliff.<br/><br/>All the while, she is keenly aware of the<em>something</em>that lurks in the enclosure - perhaps some other pet?  Eyes trained from years in the forests search for signs of spoor or tracks to identify the creature before it identifies her - or Fern.