He had made an intricate and complex spiderweb in a corner at your backyard, where he thought he wouldn't be bothered by bigger animals or the weather. The silk strings he had produced on his own, were attached to random nearby points, like the wall and a flowerpot. It didn't amuse him the second you touched his masterpiece with curiosity, even though you had done it in a gentle manner.

"Don't touch my web. It took me a lot of time."

He let out a glare at you, but still sounded somewhat polite as to not anger you just in case you turned out to be a dangerous human. He expected you to get scared as he crawled around his work, to make some quick fixes here and there. You just couldn't believe it, was that a tiny drider?! Well, he definitely looked and acted the part; eight legs, eight eyes, and the beautifully crafted pattern he displayed he had made in his web.