1 War on Spider Island: the aftermath Sat Sep 01, 2018 10:01 am
Haka Osada
Retired
"Hail the Aranean Queen.", were not the words one would hear now that Spider Island had been purged of the influences which intended to oppose Sero, but a quiet acceptance that Haka Osada, Unmei by nature and Daughter of Sero, stood at the top of the food chain of the island's spiders was apparent. Even when the spiders continued their usual hunt for anything edible setting foot on the island, their chitter fell quiet when her aura made itself known. Every spider had come to recognise that dreaded expression of the wolf spider, and so every spider left possible prey to the unspoken queen.
But power begets power. Haka would have to get used to whole hordes of tiny spiders running behind her like a crowd in need of worshipping something greater than them. Always lurking from the shadows, thousands of tiny, beady eyes gaped at her in reverence as the dominating force and in quiet analysis for a sign of weakness they could exploit. Success had its drawbacks. An unforeseen drawback to the greater benefit she had been calculating. Nothing too unexpected since it was the very nature of the clan to do so but the spider had felt exhausted lately and had hoped for a moment of peace. Peace in mind and in body.
The luxury build-in hot spring of the manor was barely visible as the steam of the heated water filled the room. Within the warmed baths sat Haka by herself, mind going through all that had been done and all that had yet to be done. The stains of blood and dirt on her clothes were just as visible on her lithe body. The bath would do her body good, the earthly fragrance of pine giving off a rich scent while relaxing the muscles, but the exhaustion wouldn't leave her.
Was she getting old? Was this why Shi had not minded being bested in their hunt? Old, tired and exhausted despite the talent he bore and the expertise he had shown her? It once again brought her to the question how long spiders tended to live... and yet the arachnid lady felt like her destiny was not fulfilled yet. Perhaps all she needed was just a tiny break. Getting things cleaned up here before she hunted down the last of the rogue Unmei. Haka sank a little deeper in the waters, just keeping her nose above the surface so she could breathe. The last time she had soaked in water like this was years ago, when she had found Sero and he had sent her to the medic baths. How time had flown...
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But power begets power. Haka would have to get used to whole hordes of tiny spiders running behind her like a crowd in need of worshipping something greater than them. Always lurking from the shadows, thousands of tiny, beady eyes gaped at her in reverence as the dominating force and in quiet analysis for a sign of weakness they could exploit. Success had its drawbacks. An unforeseen drawback to the greater benefit she had been calculating. Nothing too unexpected since it was the very nature of the clan to do so but the spider had felt exhausted lately and had hoped for a moment of peace. Peace in mind and in body.
The luxury build-in hot spring of the manor was barely visible as the steam of the heated water filled the room. Within the warmed baths sat Haka by herself, mind going through all that had been done and all that had yet to be done. The stains of blood and dirt on her clothes were just as visible on her lithe body. The bath would do her body good, the earthly fragrance of pine giving off a rich scent while relaxing the muscles, but the exhaustion wouldn't leave her.
Was she getting old? Was this why Shi had not minded being bested in their hunt? Old, tired and exhausted despite the talent he bore and the expertise he had shown her? It once again brought her to the question how long spiders tended to live... and yet the arachnid lady felt like her destiny was not fulfilled yet. Perhaps all she needed was just a tiny break. Getting things cleaned up here before she hunted down the last of the rogue Unmei. Haka sank a little deeper in the waters, just keeping her nose above the surface so she could breathe. The last time she had soaked in water like this was years ago, when she had found Sero and he had sent her to the medic baths. How time had flown...
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