Category: Tolkien-Universe
Rating: T
Couples: Canon Ones
Warnings: AU
Chapter: 5
Copyright: Characters & places © By Tolkien Estate, Plot & OC´s © by me
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The web-draped returned a few times, spending most of her time here dancing.
It was fun, she supposed, though it was the first time she had considering matters of 'fun'. Her visitor brought food every time, which was... interesting. It was pretty clear the draped one had come in answer to the pointy thing, because the chances that two new things arrived so quickly after one another without intent of the second one was highly dubious.
Perhaps most pertinent, the draped one shone with some kind of light, but it was a kind of light that did not hurt, much like the fire-threads when the world was covered in water-laden webs.
She felt she should hunt it away, because after the dancing her webs were a mess of warped tension, and some few having been completely undone. The only reason she hadn't that first time was that it had enough skill to help her fix the worst of the tangles, and certainly tried its' hardest to keep the mess to a minimum. Unlike the pointy, which had been flailing all of the place before she managed to poison it.
'Virilomë.' The draped one had named her, and she kind off liked the sound of the name. It was accurate, at least, if perhaps not as all-covering as she'd have preferred her name to be. She could hardly complain, as she'd never really bothered thinking one up herself.
She... Virilomë gently, carefully adjusted the thread she'd laid outside after the second visit, to let the draped one warn her that they were coming before turning her attention to the rest of her webs. There were some empty cocoons she had to so something with, move them elsewhere if she could not un-weave them to regain the threads that she'd put into them.
At some point, she should figure out communication both ways... Using her threads was a waste of good threads, that was for sure. At some point, the long time spend fixing it would not be worth it anymore.
And well, she was having fun, so...
Flexing her legs, she reached for the most recently filled cocoon, some large creature she'd yet to see before even in shape.
It didn't have any legs, which was highly confusing because she knew poison-threads and this wasn't one. Something new, but she was willing to try it.
Another reason she hadn't really considering hunting the draped one away; free food, even considering she did on occasion get stragglers into her webs.