False inprisonment

Arachne's heart sank as she took in the bite marks on her brother's face. She knew how much Phobia despised showing vulnerability, and yet here he was, wounded and confined to the den. The unfairness of it all was evident in his voice, a mix of frustration and confusion. She could understand his perspective to some extent. Growing up in a family of fierce siblings, conflicts were bound to arise, but it seemed that Phobia always ended up bearing the brunt of the consequences. As much as she wanted to console him, Arachne knew she had to tread carefully. Phobia had a temper, and she didn't want to say something that could upset him. Especially since it seemed that his mood was slowly leveling. "I'm sorry Pho.” She answered softly.

Part of her knew that their parents likely had grounded her brother for a reason. Safety or punishment she didn't know. Part of her wanted to defend them, but knew that it would just cause friction between her and Phobia. So instead, she remained silent on the matter. Looking around the den, she couldn't think of an awful lot to do. "Does yelling make you feel better?” She asked, thinking to the wailing she initially heard to bring her back to their family's den. "I could yell with you?” The very idea of screaming at each other for no reason seemed very silly and a little nerve wracking. But it if it made Phobia feel better, she would give it a shot!

"Arachne Klein"