haunted

widow was keen on making her offering alone but with the looming piles of baubles, she would be here a long while. When the strange male poked his head inside, she jumped. Abnormal for the young princess, but since her condition she hadn't been much like herself. At least the man was anything but familiar, though that didn't usually mean good things.

He spoke like a snake but Widow hardly cared. Snakes and spiders were both venomous, after all. Argent gaze lifted from her craft to the man's mismatched, pale hued gaze.

"Nothing more than center pieces in offering for the feast," she started, motioning towards the half built one at her paws. She continued working on it, a skull settled at the bottom with various things nestled around it and sticking out of the jars. "you're welcome to give it a try, there's certainly plenty to make."

"Speech!"

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