Wizz has extreme moderation on male pictures, but I've seen women on the site literally in fucking thongs, with their entire ass out, but I literally can't even post a picture of myself in a tanktop bc of a nip slip? That's kinda bullshit to me. I was wondering if anyone knew about a site similar to wizz, preferably with less moderation.
So as we all know many girls regardless of dance skill fail i am not sure how the system works in terms of total points so i made my own up and would ove to see if anyone agrees with my list. Each tier has points and the higher points means the better the score. They are based on interview skills at pannels and with office visits. Also taking into accout how they carry themselves. This is no hate on anyone as i would probably score low😅
4 points-the brains 1 brennan- i feel like everything she says is so well thought out, she is also good at seeing her strenths and weakness 2 emma- so much dance knowlege and so humble and kind in helping rookies 3 tori-amazing dance knowlege and very verastile 4 hannah- i love how hannah was not afraid to speak up about mental health. 5 sydney- was a ballerina turned cheer and was on many seasons. Each improving so much and gave new rookies confidence
3 points- came across heartfelt 1 chelsea-maybe not the smartest but i always think chelsea was very heartfelt in her panel. She was cut because she never let kelli and judy get to her,period 2 jasmine- sge was so adorable, probably one of the very few kitty respected but she was brave for trying out 3 carissa- her panel she spoke about having to look after her sister. She might not be the best but she was always a hard worker 4 melissa- how could i not include, she had so many moments helping give girls confidence 5 tara- i was annoyed at her cut, she spoke about her freind being in an acident and you could see she was dancing for her
2 points- this is for the girls i think are smart but got set up or had a bad time 1 anne lux- okay i feel i am getting downvotes for this but i just think the nerves got to her. She can clearly dance and i feel charlotte in particular disliked her for no reason. She actually seems nice 2 alyssa- i do think she comes across as smart but the reason she messed up a lot was because she wasnt as invested as ashton. Ashton was very dcc style with edge. I think alyssa is softer 3 kat- this is blonde cat, i think its crazy they told her off for her dress, its not like she was about to have a nip slip. Her actual interview was good. Cut for no reason 4 victoria-stunning girl but and maybe its a generation thing as i am only in my 20s but how on earth did kelli not see victorias mental health struggles. Especially being best mates with her mom. Victoria is smart but was very vulnrable 5 aahley pro- i do think ashley had more potential than most. She had amazing tricks and looked so powerful, she seemed very down to earth. But kelli and judy just ripped her apart and made her nervous
1 point- the girls that look cute but i feel have less knowlege 1 meredith-its weird because i always love her softer style but she never seemed to be able to pick up quick. Her last season i felt she regressed a bit in her performance but she always thought she was the best 2 kelsey-this is 50 yard line kelsey, i kinda felt bad for her because she is probably the most beautiful dancer ever but as much as she liked cheer, she didnt get football 3 kat- this is cane kat😅, dont get me wrong i think she started off bad but now is badass but she even admitted that her dance knowlege is not there 4 kathryn dunn- tbh i think she was put in training camp because of her looks. She never danced that well because sometimes it was like she never understood her mistakes 5 ava- this kills because she is soo good, had she of not acted out i belive she would of made the team
Hello, wondering if you can help please. I have just got my first bunny, who is now 11 weeks old. I have had hamsters and guinea pigs all my life, and have always wanted a bunny, so my boyfriend and I have just got one. We are so committed to animal welfare, and giving our pets the best possible care (we also have a hamster), but I’m just after some advice please. We have had our bunny (male), for just over 3 weeks now. He is a free roam bunny, but has a home base to go into. Of course, we’re both very aware that bunnies do not like to be picked up, as they like to have all feet on the ground, and as prey animals, holding them can stress them out. However, we are conscious that there may be times he needs to be held, one example being that he is due at the vets this Friday for his vaccinations. He has already built a really good bond with us, and I believe he trusts us and feels comfortable around us. We spend most of our time on the floor with him, and he will happily play with us, take food from us, and even flop down next to us. However, there have been a couple of times I have tried to pick him up. For instance, he has just tried to jump onto a surface that wasn’t very stable, and looked like he was going to slip off. So I quickly went over to lift him down as I didn’t want him to fall and hurt himself. I have tried this on another couple of occasions, and each time he really struggles to get out of my arms. I held him horizontally across my arms, so that all 4 of his feet are supported. However, he really squirms, and just, he nipped me on my arm. I didn’t hold him for long on any of those occasions, I just wanted to gently try to get him used to the sensation, especially with the vets appointment coming up on Friday. And I hope to be able to hold him when needed in the future, for any future appointments, etc. I won’t be holding him on a regular basis for cuddles, as I know rabbits don’t appreciate this. He is quite happy jumping onto our laps when he wants to, and we don’t ever want to force him into anything. I just wondered if anybody did have any tips for training him to be picked up when needed? We have only had him for 3 weeks, so want him to do things in his own time. But I am worried that we may need to pick him up at times in the future, and I am a bit disheartened that he just nipped me. I know this is to be expected, but I don’t ever want to cause him undue stress. I’d be so grateful for any advice please! Thank you.
This repost of mine and Ashley’s first date as requested by Spaceman Spiff.
Due to 2 July being what it was, I posted the letter. And those who read it know her fate. It was something I had to do for me. My writings are not so much as a remembrance as it is sort of a therapy for me. These are my memories. I’ve never met anyone like her. Soulmate is the perfect term. This part of our story is another - like the party - that is etched so permanently in my mind that I can see and hear every detail as if it were happening now. Thank you for listening.
For you, Ashley.
I think we knew, at least I did anyway, that this relationship was going to be a good one. I’ve always been skeptical in the past and even though there was one before her that was very strong, nothing was ever as intense. I know what you’re thinking, intense ones don’t last…but they do when it grows over time, like ours did while she was deployed.
I guess our first date can almost be considered a continuation of the party, as it was next day. We had talked about going out at the party as it just felt natural.
I didn’t want that party to end. As we were leaving, we embraced and as I said, a kiss for the ages. It’s hard to describe - a lusty kiss? Not so much but that was there. More like one born of much promise and love to come. Or maybe it was just plain love.
With that, we parted. I don’t remember the drive back home, what I do remember is that she so totally dominated my thoughts. I was on cloud nine. I knew that she was the one.
I’ve often been asked what it was about Ashley that I loved so much. These questions are always so easy and yet so hard to answer. I could go with the generic answer of everything and of course it would be correct, but who wants that? Yet it is everything about her. She set my soul at ease. She got - understood - me. And I got her. I loved to watch her interact with my niece. That’s the ticket - the way they interact when no one is watching. There are so many things but it always boils down to fit, and this one fit perfectly. But I digress.
I had just enough time to get home and shower before my phone dings. It was Ashley. It’s funny how a single text could send one into orbit. It was a simple text saying she had a great time and couldn’t wait to see me again. Words right out of my mouth.
I called immediately. I know, against whatever ettiequte rules there were about response time. Didn’t matter. We talked for about an hour. Cloud nine all over again. I’ve yet to see anyone set my soul afire the way she did.
The day dragged on like a child waiting for Christmas. Slow isn’t the word for it. I kept finding myself thinking about her. We had made plans to go into Savannah for a little Thai and hopefully a great night out. She loved Thai and everything about it. I still have a few trinkets and things she sent me from her R&R trip to Thailand. Sigh.
I had spent the afternoon detailing my car - more so to keep my mind occupied and not wander as it so often does. As I drove to get her, I kept wondering if she was excited to see me as I was her. I needn’t had worried, because she every bit as was and then some.
I’ll never forget the way she looked when she answered the door. Absolutely beautiful - the kind of beauty you hang up on the wall and take down every now and then to look at. I think my jaw hit the floor. We greeted the same as we left off - a hug and a kiss. Cloud nine.
We were going to a little Thai restaurant in downtown Savannah. On the way she slipped her hand into mine. It felt as if it belonged there. Sort of like the way an an old, well-worn baseball glove fits one’s hand. Natural.
We parked in the old parking deck next to City Market. It was only a couple of blocks to the restaurant. The weather was perfect with clear skies. Being late October there was a little nip in the air. City Market was crowded with people watching the live band. Great music but for the life of me I can’t remember what was playing. She wanted to stop for a little while and listen to the music, so we found a place to sit and had a few drinks before making our way to go eat.
The restaurant is known for the best Thai in Savannah. It’s a cozy little place tucked away amongst the bigger buildings on Broughton Street. The atmosphere is perfect for a date. Just the right amount of light/noise. Perfect.
The food was delicious, but everything paled in comparison to the company. I got lost in her icy blue eyes. It’s hard to imagine that they’ve seen so much, but yet none of that showed. Maybe mesmerizing is a better way to explain it. Her smile was infectious. She could light up a room.
We talked through dinner and dessert. The conversation flowed so effortlessly without a single awkward pause. It’s like we’ve known each other for a long time. I guess technically we kind of did. Looking back, I do believe we made the staff kind of angry because we didn’t leave until closing time. I completely lost all track of time.
We ended up walking hand in hand down to River Street where we found a little bench. Most of the shops had long closed for the night, but the bars were open. Music was wafting out of the doors adding to the romantic night. A short ways away an old man was playing his trumpet in a way only a master could.
She sat close to me and put her head on my shoulder. We had a few drinks and just talked. A perfect night. Amazing food, weather, and the company of the girl of my dreams. It couldn’t get any better than that. Yet it did. I’ve been told that intense connections burn bright but not long. While that certainly can be true, but we weren’t new to each other. It’s as if we knew each other a long time. Technically we kind of did.
I loved the way she used to bite her lower lip. Not much, mind you, but just a little. She was into me. As we talked, she’d lean into me always was touching my arm or shoulder. Not in a sexual way, but the way one does when they like someone.
It was getting late and time to go. I can honestly say I can’t recall a better time. We never talked about the future or anything like that - those would come later. It’s not like we didn’t want that - just the opposite. We just knew. Implied is a better word. From there out our free time was together. Our friend Misty later told me that after the party and date she never had seen Ashley smile so much.
Seemingly as soon as we got in the car to leave we were back at her place. I hated leaving her. She leaned up against her door, biting her bottom lip, and was looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes in such a way as set my soul on fire.
She invited me in. Her apartment was small but beautifully done on the inside. I made myself at home on her couch while she changed into shorts and a tshirt. Gawd she could make anything look sexy. We tried to watch a movie but never made it though. This also was where she introduced her favorite beer - St Paulies Girl.
I awoke the next morning in her bed with her head on my shoulder and leg across me like I was a big pillow. We’d go on to spend many a night like that. Couldn’t have had a better night. From then on it was just us two. So ended the best night of my life.
Five months later she moved in.
**Thank you for listening to my memories. This truly is helpful in a dark time.
First The twins held the large platter made of reclaimed fnga armor in front of Mother Darknest. The large female ate greedily, pulling meat up into her mandibles. Sliplegs held a similar platter for his sisters to feast, and Pusdot held the one for his wives.
The females ate until their abdomens swelled. Mother Darknest tilted back, waving the remainder away. The twins took it to the far corner and began eating the leftover chunks. The territory queen looked out over her immediate family as they feasted. She waited until Stormsky and Tightclasp got their fill and watched as her son took their platter away. "Pusdot, set it down and come here."
The young father did as told and approached her, bowing low, eyes darkened in submission.
"You've made us full, made us proud again."
He raised his hands, palms up. "Thank you my mother."
She looked out over her family. "I have something to confess my brood."
Eyes turned up toward her and the feeding slowed to a stop.
She turned her four eyes around the room, noting their attention. "Before today, before this feast, I had lost hope." She focused down on Pusdot. "This witch beast of yours, I thought it was a curse. Our males were dying, coming back maim. Our women were having to hunt for themselves. Several cousins left, banding together to take territory for themselves, away from these cursed trees. My sister sent word they were slain, eaten by the Quicklimbs to the north."
She paused, staring at her son. "My sister. Her sons lost, her husband left with only two hands. Our clans haven't met since I was young, our waters cut apart by your beast. We are surrounded on three sides, and what I saw as a curse on our fourth." She paused. "But you, my son, you have turned a boon. You, my failure, my own curse staring at me, you have proven the greatest blessing in these, my last molts."
He raised his right hand, drawing scratches in the air. "You have many molts left Mother."
She chittered her teeth. "I think you may be right son." She leaned forward, smelling him. "You will prove yourself further my son. I have a new task for you."
"Ask it and it shall be done, or by my death."
She looked over at Sliplegs. "My nieces need a mate. Do you think your son would be capable?"
Pusdot turned an eye toward his son. "How many are they?"
"Five." Mother Darknest replied.
Sliplegs eyes darkened as he slumped down.
"That is a heavy burden Mother. I don't see him lasting long."
She shifted at the top of the stairs, looking around the woven sphere. "I see differently son." She hissed. "I see my throne full of meat, unable to be eaten. I see meat that could be sent to feed my starving sister, and I see a male who could be put to better work than feeding his sisters."
Pusdot lowered himself further.
"You will take him to my sister beyond your witch. They share our proximity to the monster. He will join you on your hunts, and the meat will be portioned between our clans."
He looked back over at his son. They widened their eyes at each other, knowing it must be done.
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The quickest way to their aunt's nestlands was straight past Bubba's abode, and Pusdot led the way. He leapt from bough to bough, Sliplegs leaping easily behind him. They reached the tall scratch-poke tree they used to eye the human's domain and paused. Pusdot looked out, noting the human doing something upon the porch.
He shifted farther out on the branch, looking at the odd behavior.
The Witch Bubba had tool of metal in his hand, swinging it down upon something on the porch. He picked up what once was whole, and put the pieces in a tray upon his lap. Pusdot watched as he sorted through the broken bits before realizing what they were.
Sliplegs looked at his dad. "Is he touching Gost flesh?"
Pusdot leapt from the bough, landing hard on the tin roof, banging and rolling as he neared the edge. He caught himself before going over and leaned over. Bubba had stopped and was looking up at him.
"What are you trying to do you crazy ass?"
Pusdot didn't pause long before crawling down the porch post and leapt at his human friend. Bubba raised an arm up to stop him, but the spiderfolk dodged and grabbed the tray on his lap and flung it into the water.
Bubba looked out at the splash. "Woah, what the damn hell you doin?" He stood up and put a hand on Pusdot's shoulder, easing him back. "Back the fuck up bud."
Pusdot took a step back and noted the human now towering over him. "Are you in that much pain Bubba?"
Bubba stared at him for a moment. "What?"
The spiderfolk looked at the orb floating beside him. "The orb, is it working, do you know my words?"
Bubba nodded. "Yeah, I hear you, but I'm not understanding. You're throwing my stuff out, why?"
"Gost. The pain killer worms, what hurts you so much? There are other medicines we can try."
Bubba looked out at the water and then back toward Pusdot. "I'm not hurting buddy. I just wanted to see what you were talking about."
He turned his four eyes out toward the water and slowly shifted them back to the human. "You wanted to experiment with death?"
"Death? What? What the hell was I just mashing there?"
Pusdot stepped closer just as Sliplegs reached the edge of the roof. The young male looked over the edge. "Did he let one touch?"
Pusdot took Bubba's hands and looked them over. "You touch the worms from its flesh?"
"Yeah, touched a lot. Had about fifty of them piled up before you chucked em."
Pusdot pressed his palms and pinched his fingers. "Do you still feel?"
"Yeah, you're squeezing me."
Pusdot took a step back and slowly let go of his hands. "Gost worms. They take the pain away when old, help kill, ease a good death for an elder."
Bubba's eyes widened. "Holy shit. I almost lethal injected myself with worms. Holy fucking hell!" He turned, looking at his hands. "Woah. Thank you for knocking them."
Sliplegs crawled down the post and stood beside his father. "They touched his fingers?"
Pusdot widened his eyes. "Yes, but he's not numb."
"And he's still standing."
Bubba looked over at them. "What? Just touching them?"
Pusdot mimicked his nodding motion. "Poison around them. Seeps in and causes numbness quickly and death shortly after."
"So, what does that mean?"
The two spiderfolk looked at each other, darkening their eyes with a shake of confusion. Pusdot looked back at the human. "I do not know. Maybe it doesn't work on you."
Bubba sat down on the porch, then shifted to reach into the water and began scrubbing his hands. "Well, I'm thankful you stopped me. Man, I had no idea." Bubba heard a thump on the wooden slats and looked up. Pusdot was laying on the porch unmoving.
"Father. Father!" Sliplegs shouted, kneeling beside him.
Bubba got up quickly and looked around. He found a tarp bunched up beside the chairs and wrapped his hands in it. He moved quickly and picked up Pusdot with his wrapped hands and yelled. "Alexandra!"
His wife opened the door, groaning. "What is it."
"Get the scanner fired up."
She stepped out of the way as Bubba carried the limp spider person into the house. She looked at the young one outside and then back in at Bubba.
Bubba shouted again. "Fire it up woman!"
She snapped into the moment and ran across the living room. She touched a chest in the corner causing it to hiss open. She pulled out a large square plate and put it out on the floor beside her. She paused looking at it as Bubba watched.
"The remote in the bottom. Turn it on."
She nodded and pulled open a hatch on the plate, revealing the remote. She pulled it out and powered the device on. The plate immediately started expanding on the floor and a holographic doctor appeared.
The glowing green doctor stared at Bubba. "What is the nature of your emergency."
Bubba looked down at Pusdot, still breathing, but unmoving. "Poisoning."
The doctor motioned down to the plate on the floor. "Please place the patient upon the table."
Bubba looked at Alexandra. "I can't touch him. I got the shit on my hands. Pull him down onto it."
Alexandra nodded and eased the limp creature down.
The doctor knelt down, appearing to look Pusdot over. "This is an unknown species."
"Yeah, that's right, that's right." Bubba replied, pacing slightly.
The doctor continued staring as numerous drone balls emerged from the plate and crawled onto Pusdot's body. "Scanning. Mapping proteins. DNA processing." The doctor looked up at Bubba. Do you have any of the poison to analyze?"
Bubba dropped the tarp on the floor and held out his hands. "I tried washing it off, but there might be some left."
The doctor motioned for him to put his hands lower. Bubba obeyed and several metallic spheres rolled onto his fingers and began nipping at his skin. "Numerous unknown DNA specimens. Potential oil compound with conflicting properties to subject found. Running simulation." A circle appeared on the doctor's face as it processed.
Bubba looked over at Sliplegs. "I'm sorry son. I didn't know. I had no idea."
Sliplegs shifted his weight around his feet. "Is my father dead?"
The doctor blinked done and stood up. He turned toward the young male. "Your father has been knocked out and without immediate medical attention provided by myself, he would quit breathing in seven minutes." He turned and pointed at a metal orb that sprayed a mist into Pusdot's open mouth. "I have isolated the compound, deduced a counteragent, and administered. Your father should improve and be awake in five minutes."
Alexandra looked at the doctor and then down at Pusdot. "How you know all this?" She turned toward Bubba. "This kit is good. Where the hell you get him from?"
The glowing green doctor smiled. "Kit doctor 445, assigned Bermham outpost. I scanned local hardware for information and found your linguistical logs on this unknown species."
She looked over at Bubba. "Bermham outpost? How you got the town doctor in our kits?"
He smiled at her. "You know my debts?"
"Your gambling debts?"
He nodded. "Well, sometimes I win."
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Pusdot woke up in the moving chair, a mug of Bubba's hooch sitting on the barrel beside him. "What happened?"
Sliplegs was sitting with his back against the porch post watching him. "Bubba had the Gost worm on his hands. You were affected from touching him."
Pusdot turned and noted the human moving back and forth beside him.
"Yup." Bubba said.
"Then, I'm dead?"
Sliplegs darkened his eyes and took a drink from his own mug. He looked up after swallowing. "No. Bubba Yaga summoned a spirit, it saved you. Had sphere bugs come from the ground."
Pusdot looked around, his eyes focusing. He saw the female watching from farther down the porch. "A spirit?"
Alexandra was focused on Bubba. "We shouldn't have that thing here. That's supposed to be in town, helping folk. How could you steal it?"
"I told you." Bubba pointed at her. "I won it fair and square. Aces. No cheats, everything above board. He acknowledged and handed it over his own free will. I didn't steal nothing."
"It wasn't his to bet. The town needs it, and you're going to give it back."
Bubba tried to stand and slumped back into the chair. He tried again and stood up, pointing over at the taller female. "He's the god damn mayor. He bet it, It's mine, and thankfully we had it or poor Pus here would be keeled over."
She turned and opened the door, pausing with her back toward him. "We're taking it back to town tomorrow. You're giving it back." She then stepped inside, letting the screen slam behind her.
Sliplegs focused on Bubba. "Thank you for saving him. The mothers would starve if he died."
Bubba reached his hand out toward Pusdot.
He looked it over.
"Don't worry. Doc cleaned it all off."
Pusdot eyed it for a moment and then took his hand. Bubba pulled, lifting the spider to his feet.
"I got something else you need to see." He turned and took a step down the porch before pausing. "Let me know before I screw up again."
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Bubba walked them down his pier toward his boat docks. He knelt down and pointed into one of the empty slips. "You see all that moss growing there?"
Pusdot nodded. "Yes. The green grows all through the waters."
Bubba looked up at him. "Yup. It does, but it only flowers and fruits in certain places."
"Yeah. You used it to find the fnga."
Bubba stood up and looked down. "Yeah. I thought it was weird you didn't know. You guys are native and all."
"We know of the fruits. The ctanga thrive on them. Tall legs come and eat them at times also."
Bubba smiled. "Bingo. That's what I didn't know. It makes sense now."
Sliplegs looked down at the moss and then over at his father. "What does the Bubba talk about?"
Pusdot darkened his eyes and focused them on the human.
Bubba laughed. "That moss there." He pointed into the water. "I got one of older shells and threw them in, experimenting. That stuff grew up overnight, attached." He pointed at some nodes floating in the green slime. "See those things, I'm watching those. I think they're buds."
Pusdot knelt down looking. "Of the flowers?"
Bubba nodded. "I realized quick those assholes jump out from the flowers. After I killed my first I realized the strands with the flowers come off their backs. You all don't hunt them, so you didn't know right?"
Pusdot focused on him and widened his eyes. "We only ever find them in parts, old and washed up. The moss black and rotted on them."
"You mentioned some tall legged things?"
Sliplegs widened his eyes, showing a sliver of white. "They break our nets, jostle our homes. Annoying beasts come when it gets colder."
"Gators. I bet those tall legs come and nibble a fruit and the fnga snap up and drag them under."
Pusdot chittered his teeth. "You are truly a witch Bubba. I have seen such a thing! I did not understand how it all was woven together."
Sliplegs matched the chittering. "He knits with his mind father. The human can weave such thoughts!"
Bubba shook his head. "Naw. I dunno about that." He pointed back down. "You all eat those fruits?"
The spiderfolk's bodies shivered for a moment. Pusdot darkened his eyes. "Filth. Used only to disgrace."
Bubba looked back down at the moss. "Damn woman. I'm going to have to take that doctor back to town, else I'd use it to scan some when they get ripe. I didn't risk trying them, and for hell sure ain't after you passing out." He turned and looked at Pusdot. "What you doing tomorrow?"
Pusdot looked at his son and then over at the human. "Tomorrow? I will feed the wives, no different than any day."
"Well, you wanna stay the evening? I'll load you up with some out the freezer to take back and you can go with me tomorrow."
Pusdot lowered himself some. "My son, he is getting wives today. I must finish taking him to their nest."
Bubba smiled bigger than Pusdot had ever seen. "He's getting married! Holy matrimony! Wait, wives?" He looked at the smaller spiderfolk. "How many women you getting young buck?"
Sliplegs struggled with several of the words before replying. "Um, I am to have five females."
Bubba chuckled. "You lucky dog. Wow, guess they all are liking the meat we pulled in. Paid that dowry off!"
Pusdot stared at his son for a moment. "Friend Bubba Yaga. You misunderstand. This is not a joyous thing."
Bubba's face saddened. "What do you mean?"
Sliplegs stood up straighter. "I am to make the five mothers. They will be very hungry, and I will have to work until my body breaks to feed them."
Bubba thought for a moment and then looked at Pusdot. "And this, this is because of me? Because we fed them all?"
"Yes." The spider father replied. "You have caused many things to happen in the territories. Many die, many suffer."
Bubba took a long breath and then nodded to himself. "Yeah. I've pulled quite a few of you from my traps. You know that, I own it. Now this. I ain't having little buddy here struggling like that." He looked the two over. "How can I help?"
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The boat purred as it slowed down near the base of the grove of bknot trees. Bubba stared up into the webbed boughs and met the gaze of a dozen tall spiderfolk. Pusdot and Sliplegs were bowing low with their eyes darkened and downturned behind him.
The tallest spiderfolk, standing in the center of the group spoke in their garble tongue. The orb was quick to translate. "What is this noise, this thing and beast with you? Are you captured by this monstrosity?"
Bubba shook his head, his hands out to his sides. "I am friend of Pusdot and young Sliplegs here." He said, the orb quick to translate, echoing through the hardened trees. "I am in debt to these two, and to repay them I have assisted them in providing dowry for Sliplegs wives."
The tall one widened her eyes and stepped to a lower bow, hands stretching out. "You offer yourself beast?"
Pusdot rose quickly, stepping up beside his human friend. "No Mother Silentcut. He is a friend of our nest. He has helped us kill fnga, and we have brought three sides to feast upon tonight. My son's wives will eat their fill as shall your tribe. Please, do not harm our friend."
Sliplegs, still cowering, pulled the tarp off the meat.
The large females in the trees immediately focused in on the display.
Mother Silentcut's eyes widened. "This has never been." She pulled her eyes away from the meat and looked Bubba over. "This is the witch beast is it not?"
"Bubba Yaga Ma'am." He replied. "Pleasure to meet you."