We'll Never Be Royals

Little giggles of delight slipped past Arachne's lips as she pranced around her makeshift tea party set up on the colorful stones. With delicate paws, she carefully arranged invisible teacups and saucers, mimicking the actions of a seasoned hostess preparing for a visit from a royal guest. To her, this was not just mere make-believe; it held purpose and significance. After all, she and her sisters were princesses in their own right, and they had to act accordingly. And with Selkie, the most esteemed of guests, joining them for their special occasion, Arachne couldn't contain her excitement any longer. She simply couldn't wait to begin their enchanting tea party together.

"Selkie! Welcome to our tea party!” Arachne bubbled, her tail wagging with unbridled excitement. She looked up at the towering monoliths as if they were the guests of honor, their majestic presence adding a touch of regality to the imaginary gathering. “But first we have to be really polite, like the grown-ups,” Arachne announced to Selkie, "So, when guests arrive, we greet them like this!” The slightly larger girl demonstrated a wobbly curtsy, her tiny frame attempting to capture something akin to grace. Granted … she had never actually seen anyone bow to eachother around the packlands … but that was beside the point. They were princesses!

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"Arachne Klein"