Tormented Tarns spiders in your hair, spiders everywhere

The smile fell from the wolf’s lips, and his expression tightened into one more akin to a grimace. Whatever friendly light had occupied his eyes before dimmed, replaced by disbelief. Sien observed the transformation with quiet amusement, private satisfaction and a touch of curiosity – if he was faking it, how dedicated was he to his cause? When he realized she wasn’t kidding, an arrogant exhale left his lips. ”Hmph!” She eyed him shrewdly, waiting. The male didn’t disappoint. He cast his gaze upon the ground and moved, hunting erratically and impatiently, if not particularly enthusiastically for a target. A flicker of surprise crossed Sien’s face for a mere fraction of a second, before her features rearranged themselves into an expression of faint approval.
 
For all her passive-aggressive provocation, she hadn’t expected him to rise to the challenge – though whether this proved the authenticity of his cordiality was up for debate. On one hand, true, it did seem like he was only accepting out of some compulsion to protect his pride and likely fragile ego, but on the other, he could just be more invested in the nefarious farce she secretly suspected him of – Creator forgive her – than she initially gave him credit for. Or it could just be that eating spiders wasn’t a particularly difficult or repulsive task; Sien certainly wasn’t bothered by it – but then, she’d been told more than once before that her standards weren’t particularly exacting.
 
Sien watched as Tatsuya, or so he’d introduced himself, passed over several choice spiders and finally settled on a small one, snatching it up, along with the leaf it was on, in one swift motion. He then proceeded to chew and swallow hastily, shuddering dramatically before turning to pin her with an agitated look that soon dissolved into an accusatory one. Your turn, his expression seemed to say. Unfortunately for the male, Sien had no intention of giving him any sort of gratification by accepting his unspoken invitation.”Small… hardly anything.” she noted instead, tone colored faintly by disappointment and even more faintly by contempt.
 
And then, despite her resolve not to personally partake in making a meal of spiders, she made to move and her eyes turned toward the earth, searching. I am grateful for your sacrifice, she intoned piously, as her keen gaze raked over the turf, and for the sacrifices of those that are soon to follow. Spotting her target, a beautifully large garden spider busily spinning its web, Sien stopped and glanced back at Tatsuya. She gestured for him to come, jerking her head slightly to the side in come-hither motion before speaking,  ”This one; bigger’s better.” She smiled neutrally, knowingly. ”Don’t be afraid,” she reassured, after a full minute had passed. The smile gained a mocking edge.