Verdigris Ravine Enter: Spider-Goddess

a spiderling-thing claimed the opposite bank. qiao watched from the reeds as the creature bent to sup, and then bent some more.

she might have assumed it a warbeast of the tribe's were it not for the distinct lack of coyote parentage. there was just enough hellion in qiao to consider raising the alarm -- but in the end, her own curiosity won over the inviting thought of chaos.

thirsty? the seer set aside her to'lang, olive eyes resting on the wanderer.