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[mordredeschain]

 *Mordred was getting used to having his own home. He was even used to the rather odd people who lived nearby, the Door to nowhere that he could open to anywhere if he tried and the rather odd geography of the area.

*Other people, however, would probably not enjoy walking in on him. If only because of the spiderwebs, the fact that his home was a cave in a rock spire and the unlikely canyon right outside.*

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[mordredeschain]

I'd suggest we wait for nightfall, but night be nigh as cold as day be hot. I have bad memories o' cold.

[wordsofwater]

She's not sure which is worse, being too hot or being too cold. Right now she is inclined to Lean heavily towards too hot being the worst. "You're probably right we should get going. I'm just, not feeling great. Perhaps it would be better if you carried me, although I don't want to weigh you down."

[mordredeschain]

*There's a moment of Red and then the spider appears.* (Don't worry so, I'm not easy ta weigh down.

(Would ya ride or be carried?)

[wordsofwater]

It no longer shocks her. She is now used to the boy vanishing and the spider appearing. She is even starting to recognise the strange flash of red that accompanies the transformation.

The spider looks big and strong (and a little bit terrifying, although she knows he doesn't mean to be). "Can I ride? Would that be okay, not too weird for you?"

[mordredeschain]

(I offered it to ya, did I not? Come-come-commala, my friend, time it be a-wastin'.)

[wordsofwater]

She moves closer and starts to climb up on to his back. Or is that his body? She isnt sure. The surface is hairy and it gives her something to hold on to although she does feel a bit precarious up so high.

"Oh my. I didn't realise it would be so high."

[mordredeschain]

(I'm no horse, but I make do.)

[wordsofwater]

That makes her laugh, she grips on as tightly as she dare without hurting him, but not wanting to fall off either. "Giddyup." she teases.

[mordredeschain]

Yeah, yeah. *He slows down if anything, since he doesn't want her to fall off either.

*He still moves at a fairly good pace as the spider, faster than the human form at least. But then even a normal-sized spider can cover ground faster than you'd think, and he is anything but.*

[wordsofwater]

Actually it turns out that riding a spider is nothing like riding a horse. The constant skittering of legs across the floor takes some getting used to, but it is not accompanied by an undulating roll as weight is shifted from one leg to another. With eight legs in motion the result is a smoother ride.

this is fun

[mordredeschain]

(I'm glad.) *Having something heavy on his back feels a bit weird, but he's long since used to weird.

*When they reach the bridge he crawls over it without hesitation, bringing her back to his home.* (Rest here first, or back to your world?)

[wordsofwater]

She slips down from his back with a pleasingly graceful dismount. "I think perhaps we should rest here for the night and start afresh in the morning."

[mordredeschain]

*He changes back and nods.* Where would ya like ta sleep?

[wordsofwater]

Is there a corner of the cave I could create a makeshift bed in Perhaps? Where and how do you usually sleep?"

[mordredeschain]

I make myself a hammock o' sorts generally, or else pile up some cloth an' sleep on that. Which would ya like?

[wordsofwater]

"A hammock would be comfiest I think, it was pretty good in the forest that time. Probable better than trying to get comfortable on this rocky floor."

[mordredeschain]

I have one made over here, come on. *He leads her to one, then puts together a pile of random bedding for himself.*

[wordsofwater]

"Thanks thats really kind of you." Now that he has pointed it out, she can see that some of the webbing that adorns the cave is a hammock. She climbs into it as gracefully as she can, taking her bag with her. She had packed a jumper in case it got cold at night and she tucks it under her head to use as a pillow.

[mordredeschain]

You're quite welcome, sai. *He lays down as well, closing his eyes.*

[wordsofwater]

Sleep is hard to find. Although she is tired and her head aches a bit, she finds that she cannot sleep. The interior of the cave is dark. It isn't long before every strange noise from outside is spooking her.

[mordredeschain]

*Mordred is pretty much out of it already, but he's awake enough to send feelings of well-being when necessary.*

[wordsofwater]

The feeling wraps around her like a warm blanket, easing her fears and lulling her into sleep. She isn't even aware of where it's coming from, just that she snow feels safe enough to let go and drift away.

[mordredeschain]

*Sadly, morning always comes--even here.* Are ya awake yet?

[wordsofwater]

(ooc: snow?? Lol. my spelling is atrocious. Or subconsciously it sneaked into my writing cos it is snowing here today.)


"Mmmmm." She mumbles first before words are awake enough to slot into place. "Just about. Is it time to get up?"

Silly snow

[mordredeschain]

About that time, yes. The sun is up at any rate.