"Hmph."

Can she, like, breathe, or does she need to risk waking up Bonesaw.

She can breath! Not comfortably though.

If the orf manages a glance at the bed she'll notice that Bonesaw is missing, presumably having woken up early with an idea for tinkering as she sometimes does.

Ah fuck. Is she location-public?

Nope! Bonesaw defaults to keeping all her thoughts private.

She waits. No point panicking and doing something risky before she knows if Bonesaw will be gone for hours or days.

"Rrrrrr..."

Glaurung's tail wags a little as he starts looking around the room. Finding whatever he was searching for he waddles off the orf and towards the breakfast table. 

Will he... let her get up?

He turns at the sound of movement and looks at her angrily.

"Aaar!" he barks, with a bit of spark and smoke for emphasis.

...will he let her scoot slowly toward Bonesaw's bed so she can go under it? That's not the exit at all!

He'll let her scoot towards the bed at least long enough for him to hurl himself up towards the tabletop to grab one of the bowls in his mouth.

When he turns around and see that the orf has made it under the bed he growls, hurrying over to where the orf was sleeping eariler to drop the bowl.

"I'm right here. Not going anywhere."

He heads toward the bed, crawling low so he can reach under the bed and grab the orf's ankle in his mouth, surprisingly gentle. He starts pulling her out from under the bed, ankle first. 

She was really hoping he'd settle for hanging out on the bed.

She gets dragged. Tries to wind up on her side so she can breathe better.

She can succeed at that! He'll crawl off again in a few minutes too, to retrieve more silverware from the table.

Can she... sing, while he's off her. The song that makes her look like a generic orc. It'll take a few minutes to kick in.

He's managed to get most of the shinies off the table when he notices the colorfully tattooed orf shiny has been stolen from his hoard by an orc!

"AAAARRRR!"

Is the orc allowed to run away, that's the question!

The orc will be chased, but is a good deal faster than Glaurung. 

Oh thank fuck. She waits for Bonesaw to ask after her before getting anywhere near that part of the fortress again.

Glaurung follows the scent of the stolen orf.

The stolen orf has left her scent lots of places and can keep moving for at least the rest of the day.

GRRRR! A few unfortunate orcs get snapped at in anger but Glaurung eventually returns to what remains of his hoard.

Bonesaw asks after the orf later that evening.

She reports promptly. "Glaurung was trying to use me as a pillow this morning. I barely got away."