#webberthespiderchild

[siren-hatane]

"Mama! Mamaa!" The familiar little spider called, still wearing his cloak and little crown as he bounded toward her, reaching fuzzy arms out to hug her tight. "Mama we missed you! We missed you so much!~" He exclaimed, voice filled with cheer.

“Webber?! Is that really you, little darling?” Wrenne scooped up the little tyke in a hug, wings flapping. “Oh, I missed you so much too, little sugarbun.” She gave the kid a kiss on the forehead, using one hand to ruffle his ‘hair’. “Where have you been, sweetie?”

[siren-hatane]

*peeks out from behind tree* Momma...?

“Oh goodness! Sweetie! I’ve missed you so much!” Wrenne scoops up the spider child and hugs him tightly. “How’ve you been, pumpkin?”

[starvingonaprayer]

webberthespiderchild replied to your post: OVERLOADED

*raises hand* ))

((Shit, GOT YOU ON THERE- but it's your post. Ended up making a separate thread so the ask isn't tagging along. But got your name tagged on it!))

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Oh man, I know how it feels to get overwhelmed. There’s no reason to do a thread with me, you’ve got so many as it is.

(( ( |  )U(  | ); NO IT'S OKAY I'll just be really slow we good.))

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soullessanamatron reporting for duty :y ppft {XD}}

((CLOSE ENOUGH))

[starvingonaprayer]

The spider child peeked out a bit more, gulping. “H-Hi…You won’t hurt me, will you…?” He asked softly, stepping out a bit more from the tree, his back appendages twitching lightly.

Well that is one way to chase away West's worries. His movements were slow and steady, not wishing to scare such a small thing with panicking gestures.

"No, no, no my child, I would never do such a thing." West knelt and held out his hand, "Who might you be?" Bird people, deer people, cat people, spider people. When will the oddities cease?

[starvingonaprayer]

*peeks at from behind a tree with wide curious eyes*

Ah, look what we have here. A. Erm. Well. It's a- West isn't really sure what it is. Leaning to the side, West attempts to get a good look while remaining a safe distance, maybe just a little paranoid lately.

"Hello there?"

[askwynne]

*peeks at from behind a tree and watches curiously with a tilted head* ((hhhh hope this is an okay starter u3u ))

[flint-and-kindling-blog]

A black boot kicks at the deceased spider on the path. "Disgusting little things," Willow grumbles, leaning down to pick at the remains. This spider had a gland, something she was happy to take from it. It was a small spider mound this time, only three spiders to deal with. Her endeavor had earned her a bit of silk, a gland, and some gross monster meat. The silk was important here, she needed to make a new fishing rod. Willow trudges back to her camp, swerving through trees, not particularly caring about the setting sun. Suddenly she trips and hits the ground with an 'oomf!'. As the woman gets up her leg ceases to move and she turns around to see it stuck in web near the base of a tree. "Son of a-"

[allsnotwellwithmaxwelll]

Claimed? o:

1. A kiss

Maxwell didn't show affection. At least, not very directly. But he'd become quite fond of the little spider child, enough so that the next time he knelt down to speak with him, he gave him a quick kiss on the head before he stood again. "Now go on, I'm sure you have things to do! And I'm very busy, besides." He muttered.