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The Arenidea: An Introduction (Page 7-8)
This is the last page I have done (and my least favorite tbh ;-.-) but I plan on doing more in the future. Thanks for taking a peep at my spider peeps if you got this far!
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The elevator was pneumatic by the looks of things, no cables or winches visible. You were soon surrounded by a swarm of Arenidea who were returning to the depths below, perhaps from their own tourist adventures! The blue one would lead the party to a seating area along the wall of the elevator, right next to what looked to be a mother and her many, many children.
They were pale and squishy, clinging to her lower set of arms and draped over her back and shoulders. They each had a silken thread wrapped around their waist and attached back to the mother, like little leashes to keep them all from getting lost. It seemed, though, that they were resting at the moment, tired from their adventure on the planet's surface.
These little nymphs were quite a bit more bestial than their adult counterparts, their mandibles not having been fully formed to close around their gaping sucking-stomachs yet. The female of your group would wave politely to the mother of the nymphs, who waved back tiredly. The blue boy beside you would motion to your pamphlets, turning the page to a section about the growth cycle of his species.
It didn't seem too out of the ordinary all things considered! You wonder aloud if mothers carry their eggs around when they are laid or leave them at home until they hatch. The male beside you would shrug, and make a hand movement that indicated an 'either-or' sort of response. It probably depended on the individual Arenidea's preference.
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The elevator was pneumatic by the looks of things, no cables or winches visible. You were soon surrounded by a swarm of Arenidea who were returning to the depths below, perhaps from their own tourist adventures! The blue one would lead the party to a seating area along the wall of the elevator, right next to what looked to be a mother and her many, many children.
They were pale and squishy, clinging to her lower set of arms and draped over her back and shoulders. They each had a silken thread wrapped around their waist and attached back to the mother, like little leashes to keep them all from getting lost. It seemed, though, that they were resting at the moment, tired from their adventure on the planet's surface.
These little nymphs were quite a bit more bestial than their adult counterparts, their mandibles not having been fully formed to close around their gaping sucking-stomachs yet. The female of your group would wave politely to the mother of the nymphs, who waved back tiredly. The blue boy beside you would motion to your pamphlets, turning the page to a section about the growth cycle of his species.
It didn't seem too out of the ordinary all things considered! You wonder aloud if mothers carry their eggs around when they are laid or leave them at home until they hatch. The male beside you would shrug, and make a hand movement that indicated an 'either-or' sort of response. It probably depended on the individual Arenidea's preference.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Arachnid
Size 1280 x 828px
File Size 331.5 kB
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