You are queen Aranea, sit down on your throne made from iron draped in spidersilk. Your sister Arachnid suddenly enters the throne room with a mudwing wrapped in her webbing Sister.. oh sorry I mean my queen, your majesty, your grace. Hee hee, I found this in our territory. You can tell by the look and Arachnid's eyes see wants to eat the mudwing but why is it here anyway? Heheheha! Your majesty, your grace, my queen What do we do with it?~