Phantom Hollow Out of you a sparrow comes

Her growl didn't deter him. If anything, it made his fur bristle. Was Lumiya challenging him? The spiderling studied his sister quietly, watching her display of fangs with dark amusement. She had always been the peaceful one, and he wondered if this day might be the one in which he'd pushed her too far.

Without the attention span to hope for a reaction, Venamis hoisted a rear limb up to scratch at an itch behind an obsidian lobe.