moose it or lose it

everyone seems amendable to the plan, for which Spider is glad. they offer a grateful smile to every gathered face, including the birds. “thanks, guys.” now that roles are assigned, they make quick work of directing Ollie where to place his stakes, pointing out spots where the earth is soft and the ground obscures their weapons. it takes a few minutes, but Spider knows the end result will be worth it. “these are great, Ollie,” they murmur, flashing him a smile. “and you put them together so quickly.” Spider really does admire their friends, the difference skills and talents that make up their ragtag group.

with that finished, to turn their gaze on Wylan. “ready when you are, Feathers,” they announce, trotting back to the group. they bump shoulders with their friend, hoping they look reasonably reassuring. “and remember, don’t be afraid to ask for help. we’re all here for you.” he’ll probably be fine, but when charging a - whateverthatthingis - one can never be too safe.

"Araneae Fatalis"