@Steel_City_Bugs "It is not a problem. If everything, it's intriguing, seeing the means used to hunt here."
*She bows back.*
"She looks for a weaver. Any has seen one?"
@Steel_City_Bugs -Spare her of the tactics.-
*She said before walking inside, it was actually the first time she ever went in the distant village.*
*She tried looking around to see if there was somewhere to go.*
@Steel_City_Bugs *It was confusing, most definitely. The weaver's mind was quite lively. This didn't feel like something the Coven could do, not like this.*
*She stood at the entrance, looking at those inside and waving.*
@Steel_City_Bugs "..."
*Merya chuckled, looking down.*
"She's proven wrong, it seems. Perhaps she WAS too pessimistic."
*Could this be? Maybe, was this something else or the Coven? If it were the covered doing, why?*
*She continued walking, jumping into the hanging nests of the village.*
@Steel_City_Bugs "Just what did those bugs do..."
*Merya wondered. Silk wrapped around her left arm to form a rune, she'd rather be prepared for whatever may be coming.*
*She stepped forward and beyond the door.*
@Steel_City_Bugs "At least."
*She gets down, looking the Weaver in the eyes. She grabs his chin, tilting it to look up at her, and she stares.*
*Past the eyes, into the soul, into what has been.*
@Steel_City_Bugs "Sigh... Problems, problems..."
*Merya walked up to the weaver, seeing the odd darkness that surrounded him. She closed her eyes, trying to see through her children's eyes, see if maybe something similar was happening with beasts nearby.*
@Steel_City_Bugs "Hm..."
*Merya looked at the shakey form, intrigued. For now though, she was satisfied.*
*The silk rune suddenly combusted into a crimson flame of nightmare, and the rune was undone.*
-Interesting... Very interesting...-
*Merya arrived at the den of thieves. She'd used the help of some beasts to keep most occupied, the few there wouldn't be a problem.*
*Silk came out of her claws, spreading in a circle on the ground, trying to imitate what she saw. And nosks are known to be quite good at that.*
@Steel_City_Bugs *This seems to catch Merya's eyes, intriguing. She thinks for a moment just how to proceed with the test. All had aligned with the snitchbugs up until now.
*She tried focusing her thoughts, separating, focusing on the nest instead, wondering if it'd affect the shape.*
@Steel_City_Bugs *Merya could feel it, so vivid, almost as if she was one of the own, though, of course, she knew she wasn't.*
*She felt silk on her wrists, he'd body, moved to snap it, but it didn't. There wasn't really anything there.*
*She went back to the casting process.*
[skittering, skittering from afar. Loud enough and clearly from something big, he heard it, he heard him, why wouldn't he?]
[There HE is such power, and.. such a.. majestic form, a form befitting of royalty.]
[HIS MAJESTY. IS HERE.]
@Steel_City_Bugs "...Intriguing..."
"Well, she shall leave you for whatever purpose it is that you have. Farewell..."
"Hm..."
"What should she call you?"
@Steel_City_Bugs "Your inability to leave... problematic, and it worries her."
*Merya looks over her shoulder at HIM, curious.*
"Your tone, it shifted. What is it you hold of the Coven?"
@Steel_City_Bugs "That is enough."
"She is sure that, even if she weren't to allow it, you'd still be made into existance, no need to make yourself look so humble. She doubts she'd be able to rid herself of you so easily."
"As for the Weaver... she'll give him the alone time he asked."
@Steel_City_Bugs "She supposes she can only wish you luck with this."
*She nodded. Turning around to look at the exit where the Weaver went, she should probably feel bad for what she said so carelessly, but alas, she couldn't.*