Narnae frowns down at the brambles unhappily, knowing that they cannot expect Naomi to leave iwthout her pet and yet the dangers of going into the brambles to search for the cat are high. If all have witnessed the illusion of hands then some creature down there is able to toy with their minds there is a great risk that one or many of them will fall prey. Her experiences with the antlion are still fresh in her mind, for she was one that had been affected by the creature's aura of fear.
"Is there no way to know where your companion is?" Narnae asks. She knows that some wizards and druids are able to communicate with their familiars and some even to see through the creature's eyes. "You would know if it has perished, yes?"