ravnica watches the rest of the daycare drop-offs with critical eyes. the spider has felled many a human and pokemon alike and to be left behind, discarded like the rest of the bumbling garbage below her. well, it makes her irritable.

someone inches near her. the trailing webs she'd scattered about shiver. ravnica turns, legs delicately weaving through her webbing so she can cock her head at the newcomer. the grating sounds coming from the snom are unpleasant. 

she contemplates: snack? her mandibles shudder. no, if she causes trouble, her master may leave her here. 

so instead, she sends a warning spray of sticky webbing at the snom. 

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the snom shudders and ravnica feels something akin to smugness. the spider watches warily, flinching when snow puffs around the ice-type. it makes another raspy voice from its throat and ravnica's legs curl. she thinks, decidedly maybe snack? 

but the crunchy, cold shell doesn't sound appealing. she could web it up, inject it with some poisons, and suck it dry, but her master would be back before then. she would be back before the snom would have a chance of tasting good. 

besides, she's not that hungry anyway. 

a couple of daycare workers start to approach, as though to reprimand her for attacking, so she scuttles over to the creature and rips the webbing free with her legs. 

"not afraid of you," she chitters back. she blinks. "waiting."

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evidently the explanation isn't enough to get the snom to leave her alone. two's a company for a spider like her, but spitting in the snom's face didn't lead to anything either. so she resigns herself to her fate. her master will be back before the day is over. she's sure of it. 

"bored?" she repeats. she doesn't understand. there is waiting without the master. that is her purpose. so she will wait and she will do so without snacking.

explored? she's crawled through ventilation systems, through underground tunnels, through labyrinths. she has seen all there is to see. this cushy treehouse with its faux wood and its pokemon that require supervision are beneath her. 

"no," she says. but then she gets an idea. she spins a web and rotates, claws grasping the spool on her underside. she lowers, beckoning with one of her other legs to the snom to follow, as she swings to the ground. 

we explore. it leaves. i wait for master.

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her resolve becomes a bit more sinister as the naive pokemon totters behind her. she has no interest in the kitchen or the bathroom or anywhere else in this place. no, those would be too easy. maybe not so for the bumbling ice-type, but ravnica is an escape artist at heart. 

eyes dart about as they walk. she ignores the curious, playful looks from other pokemon, and they go to ignoring her in turn. and when she finds what she's looking for, she turns around, and sprays a strand of webbing just underneath it. 

the vent ought to lead to the snom's precious outside. she ties her end of the webbing to the ground, tests its strength with one claw, and then begins her ascent. 

"i'll take you outside."

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