they’ve been tracking it for a while now, since they woke earlier than usual and slipped out of their room to stretch their legs. the scent had caught them off-guard, something strange bathing their tongue and driving them from a little outside Armada lands. something vaguely familiar, but…not. they’ve encountered deer before, after all, and this doesn’t seem all that different. well…that is until they actually spot it: smooth brown hide, antlers so big they seem improbable, long legs ending in wickedly sharp hooves. Spider shuffles a few steps backward, eyes never leaving their quarry. so far, it hasn’t seemed to notice them - which is currently working in their favour. after all, they’re definitely going to need some backup. lifting their head, Spider issues a hopeful call for their fellow packmates to come and assist. maybe one of them might even know this thing exactly is.
"Speech"
Spider has a male raven companion named Doomsday and a female snake companion named Lady Snakeskin. Assume they are present unless stated otherwise.