Blackfeather Woods Oh good God, let me give you my life

No point for Astrid

While her charge had missed, it was also a moment to reflect on how little they had learned from their parents. No one had taught them how to fight - they were just doing this out of instinct. The spiderlings apparently needed no teacher for this, they would become better with age. Her brother charged again, but this time she was quick enough to dodge and set a few steps away from him. This was fun! This was like playing with Death, and she enjoyed it.

She lowered her front body and charged from under, but her hind leg slipped a little and even she knew that this hit would be a failure. Her only hope was to keep balance, which would probably happen.