With confirmation from campmaster Eamon, Cara took off to ensure the security of the area. She had planned to investigate an arbitrary radius around the campsite (that is, as far as she intuitively felt was adequate) to determine which directions they were most likely to be attacked from. This was to be quite the task, and it wouldn't be until after camp was completely set up that she would return with a report.
The forest side of camp was quiet, Cara's footsteps upon the twigs and leaves of the ground being the most action that area would see. Whether to escape the eerie silence, the shadowy canopy, or the endless unknown corners about all the trees, Cara chose not to explore too deep into this region. Instead she assured herself that the forest itself naturally hid their camp from hostile presence. Any wildlife that could pose a threat at this time of night would likely be headed away from the rocky region anyway, toward water, nests, burrows, or whatever else in the forest.
Upon the rocky side, Cara stopped and took a moment to gaze into the sky. She rarely left the city limits at night, and was always awestruck by the stars whenever she did. She sat there much longer than she had meant to, viewing the dazzling points of light, counting them, seeing both named constellations and patterns of her own... By the time she became tired of this, Cara realized she had been stargazing for nearly 45 minutes! Hastily resuming her search, she tried in vain to make out her surroundings. Oh, how I wish I were a faunus right now... she thought to herself.
Regardless of time, Cara felt obligated to complete her survey. She knew which way camp was, and as her eyes adjusted she started to make out some faint rock formations in the distance. One in particular was an open cave mouth, not more than 200 meters from their camp, which Cara decided to investigate in more detail. Much to her dismay, the inside of this cave was so utterly pitch black that no matter how close she came, she couldn't make out a single thing. You are NOT likely to be eaten by a Grue... she chanted in her mind while nervously approaching the opening. Step after step became slower and slower as the darkness became palpable and started weighing on her body. Finally, she caught a glimpse of something. Something... white? She squinted. It was long and white, and as she traced what she could see a curve started to form. It wasn't long before she put the pieces together, and seeing the head confirmed it. Just as she realized what she was looking at, Cara started to feel eyes focusing in behind her. Slowly and carefully, she turned around and was relieved to find nothing. She sighed with relief, and snapped her mouth shut upon hearing the sound. Peering back at the snake, which thankfully hadn't moved an inch, Cara realized this could not go unreported.
But first she had to get the hell out of there. Quickly and quietly.
Cara finally made it back to camp, trying to keep her cool. Regardless, what she had found was written all over her face. Without a word, she sat down upon one of the seat-like structures in the rear and waited for someone to ask what had happened.