User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Arachne Flamebiplane

I get him to step behind me while I go and deal with the werewolves. One I'm assuming is the alpha steps in front of the rest.

"We want the other one. We have no issue with you." It's then that I recognise her, along with most the rest of her pack. I remind her of what happened last time she tried to nab someone under my watch, and she lets out a quiet whine.

"He has to go back sometime." I nod, yes he does. And they won't be anywhere near here when he does, or else they'll be finding themselves in VERY hot water. She stares at me for a moment, she growls.

I duck as she swipes at my face, tackling her as I rise back up. We bowl through the rest of her pack, and I throw her to the ground. That's when the entire pack descends on me. They shred my clothing and try to get under my pants, when there's a shout. I smile as my partner emerges from the ruined fort.

A silk net snatches up two of the werewolves, leaving them struggling in their bindings. The arachne steps out of the gate into the fort, eyes threatening and another net in her hands.

"Let. Him. Go." The werewolves don't hesitate, letting go of me, grabbing the net their friends are trapped in and fleeing. My partner walks up to me and scoops me off of the ground. "Are you alright darling?" She asks, I nod.

The noble peeks out from behind a pillar, eyes wide. "You... you're married?" He asks.

I laugh and confirm that, yes, I'm married. My wife smiles at him before sitting me down next to a fire.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks, sitting across from me. My wife makes herself comfortable behind me, resting her arms on my shoulders. I didn't know if I should, what if he was part of one of those anti-mamono groups? I didn't want to risk having soldiers come here and destroy this home too. He nods slowly, taking it in.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"So... how did you meet?" I look up at my wife and we share a chuckle.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"He walked into my web one day, still only a child." And I got myself caught, she gave me some food. "And he decided to stay." Fast forward a few years, when I was starting to get grown up. "And I knew it was only a matter of time before we became more than friends." And so I got my loving, caring spider wife.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The boy's looking at us with awe, smiling at the short tale that we spoke so fondly of. We spend a few more hours talking, and most of his questions are directed at my wife, but soon enough it's time to part. Looking out at the sky, I note it's probably time for him to head home. He looks at the setting sun too, and then at the forest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I don't know if I want to go through there again. Do you think those werewolves are waiting for me?" I smile yelling that they won't be if they know what's good for them. The boy leaves, and I decide to follow him, just to be safe.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The werewolves are nowhere to be found, and the boy returns to the town without problem. I notice that he's actually greeted by a young lady in a fine dress. Chuckling to myself I return home, to find my wife sitting around a number of struggling werewolves, all of them bound in silk.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"They thought they could ambush me on my own. I decided to show them how mistaken they were." I shake my head, smiling to myself as I kneel down next to the leader. Does she surrender yet?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Never." She growls. Well, that's too bad, I guess I'll just have to let my wife bite them and leave them hanging from the ceiling for a day or two. All of their eyes go wide and some start struggling even harder.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Fine!" The alpha whines. "We surrender. Now would you let us go so we can move on?" I nod, cutting their bindings with a knife. They scurry away without a look back, and my wife sighs.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"It's going to get quite boring, without them to make noise for us." I smile, looking at her. I think maybe we should make some noise of our own. She grins and picks me up again.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I think that's a lovely idea."