[The noise it makes is nearly deafening when the flames hit. The Spider jerks its head away, leaving Tim there in the window space. Some of the flames catch and stay on its short fur as it looks to Tim again, fury in those remaining eyes.
The reaction doesn't change much of what's happening in the pit, though. The spiders are still coming and going at their usual pace. And all the visible strands are coming together in one spot: the center where a large bundle of thread sits, perfectly stationed there. It could be confused for a cocoon if it weren't for the spiders coming from inside occasionally. But the smell is drifting from it.]
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The reaction doesn't change much of what's happening in the pit, though. The spiders are still coming and going at their usual pace. And all the visible strands are coming together in one spot: the center where a large bundle of thread sits, perfectly stationed there. It could be confused for a cocoon if it weren't for the spiders coming from inside occasionally. But the smell is drifting from it.]