Fren looked in the direction the boy did, and saw the foreboding sign of severe weather. She stood up, and crept further into the forest toward her perceived safety. She wandered quickly through the woods, until she came upon the no longer dead place. She looked into the bowl, noting very few of the large creatures remained. She listened to them jabber back and forth, and sat down against a large boulder. If the weather hit, she'd just move into the valley. It looked fairly protected from elements.