10-24-2018, 03:33 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Cosette had quickly discovered that she didn't like spiders--at all. Usually she didn't put up much a fuss with most bugs, but spiders? They gave her the chills.
She first discovered her distaste for them as she was gathering up some for her task. She had been told to get some and bring them back to decorate the camp with authentic webs, and while there probably already were some hiding out in the pyramids, she didn't question it. She just found a sack and headed out. Truthfully, she wasn't sure where to find them, so she started to look around randomly, checking under bushes and in patches of grass.
It didn't take long for her to find one, but it did take her a moment to get it into her bag. She hadn't expected it to be so big, or so gangly. It looked gross, to be honest, but she didn't want to go back empty handed. Swallowing her fear, she found a piece of bark laying nearby, taking the slim piece and trying to lead it into the sack. Eventually it went in and she fumbled to close it before it got out.
Now just a few more. She didn't need many, just enough to get some webs up. She definitely didn't like the idea of having to gather more, but the serval continued on nevertheless, plucking them from their webs to add to her bag. A few times she had some scares, a few of them crawling up her stick and making her squeal and thus dropping it, but most of the collecting had been done without incident.
Then she found herself back in camp, releasing them as she had been told to. She'd jump back as they scattered about, not wanting to be caught in their path. She watched them run off towards buildings, looking for new places to make their homes. She hoped her own home wouldn't be one of them.
She first discovered her distaste for them as she was gathering up some for her task. She had been told to get some and bring them back to decorate the camp with authentic webs, and while there probably already were some hiding out in the pyramids, she didn't question it. She just found a sack and headed out. Truthfully, she wasn't sure where to find them, so she started to look around randomly, checking under bushes and in patches of grass.
It didn't take long for her to find one, but it did take her a moment to get it into her bag. She hadn't expected it to be so big, or so gangly. It looked gross, to be honest, but she didn't want to go back empty handed. Swallowing her fear, she found a piece of bark laying nearby, taking the slim piece and trying to lead it into the sack. Eventually it went in and she fumbled to close it before it got out.
Now just a few more. She didn't need many, just enough to get some webs up. She definitely didn't like the idea of having to gather more, but the serval continued on nevertheless, plucking them from their webs to add to her bag. A few times she had some scares, a few of them crawling up her stick and making her squeal and thus dropping it, but most of the collecting had been done without incident.
Then she found herself back in camp, releasing them as she had been told to. She'd jump back as they scattered about, not wanting to be caught in their path. She watched them run off towards buildings, looking for new places to make their homes. She hoped her own home wouldn't be one of them.