Juliet managed to duck down into the brush as a skinny looking bugbear. Thankfully she had the presence and experience to hide herself from the Bugbear that was looming about.<strong>"Well, who's here?"</strong>Another voice called out in common with the same guttural tone so common to a brutish race. Her eyes kept upon them and she kept very still trying not to move a muscle. He kept searching as he was certain he heard someone.  Nayla had scampered off closer to the cages but stayed behind a chopped down tree trunk trying to make herself as small as possible. Soon enough the Bugbear was coming towards her and walks right past her by mere inches and halts looking around. He checks the warg cages one by one looking for her. Soon enough he was looking around the edge of the tall grass along the tree trunks she was hiding. He grew closer and closer to her. Yellowish eyes peered in her direction looking straight through her but fortunately he didn't see her. She had to physically cover her mouth to prevent her from letting out any noise, much less breathing could give her away. His nose twitched as he could smell immaculate cleanliness however he couldn't find the source of it. Muttering something about elves he gave a grunt and moved on. Eventually the brute chalked it up to just wildlife.<strong>"Bet one of the Wargs found something to snack on. Oi! False alarm over here!"</strong>He said storming off with a rather ferocious tone as if almost disappointed to find some trouble to get into.<br/><br/>They were safe. For now.