Blackfeather Woods friendly neighborhood spider-man

She was met by a surly dude with a strange marking on his shoulder. He was pleasant to look at, but his manners could use some refining. Oh, am I doing something wrong? she asked innocently. Cyclone was well enough away that she crossed no boundary, so what was there to complain about? Maybe I just came by to check out the goods, she added with a wry smile.