Post by Alice Geissler on Jun 19, 2014 17:28:33 GMT
Okay, that was it. The spider was getting tired of those games and was now attacking. And that didn't look good, so the only way to get around that hesitation was to kill it. And one of those little spiders could be made into her companion. With that in mind, she sent out another barrage of small tornadoes towards the queen spider. Perhaps, the spider wasn't able to be tamed at all, but those lumberjacks could be saved. And what about those poor baby spiders? That would not end well for them, but she could adopt one of them and leave the rest to die give them some food when she comes back to the forest again. It will be a happy ending for them, but they will be orphaned.
Post by Julius Cabell on Jun 20, 2014 19:19:08 GMT
The Queen leaped at Alice for a final blow but ended up caught in one of the tornados. They spun her rapidly, causing her to hit tree to tree as the winds drover her around. The Queen ended up being brought towards a great oak tree. The small tornados brought the queen right into a branch at such a speed, it pierced her right through the abdomen and hung her there like a painting. She began to bleed and screech but before long she was dead. Alice and Amber stood there watching the queen bleed out like a pig before turning around. Alice, who was feeling woozy from the poison, fell onto an un-hatched spider egg that was now open.
Post by Alice Geissler on Jun 20, 2014 20:28:16 GMT
The mother had died and the other little spiders had ran away. It was assumed that those spiders were now gone to be orphans. Except for one little spider which hatched last. Well, it wasn't supposed to hatch, but it hatched anyway when she fell on it. And now, that little spider was just looking at her with puppy dog eyes, wondering where his siblings could've gone. She felt sorry for the little spider and she couldn't leave him alone after his mother died. She decided that she was going to adopt the little spider anyway. She turned to the baby spider. "Um, hi. I'm Alice. I'm sorry that your mom died, but I know that it was for the best. Anyway, it wouldn't do you any good if you stayed here. How about you come with me? I think that'll be a good idea." She reached out her hand and petted the spider, its hairs felt soft. And then, she picked it up, not caring if the baby would actually bite her or not. "I think I wanna name you, Peter. That's a good name." And with that in mind and looking back at the dead queen spider, she walked away.