[Doodle]

Originally Posted by Arié

Ravenvine finished up and looked at her, softness shining in his eyes. "It is okay, I felt like we could rest and then go on a hunt? I also need to spot out possible shelter spots." He stood and shifted his broad shoulders, the muscles feeling stiff. As he sat down in his former spot in front of her he felt the stiff fur around his neck and he turned and asked gently, "Would you do me a favour? I can't reach the fur on my neck and..." his voice shook, slowly with fear, "I think... that there's something on my neck." He was starting to shake as bad thought's ran through his head. "Please tell me, please tell me it's not a spider."

{Tbh, it should be a spider cause his reaction is so funny xD He was all soft and now his arachnophobia is showing again}

Tuftbreeze nodded, glancing towards the camp entrance. She could go for another hunt- going with someone else would be a change, something she hadn't done since her last hunting patrol. In fact, she wasn't sure she'd ever been invited out on a hunt with just one singular cat. A small smile came to her maw when she turned back to the tom. "That sounds lovely. I can help you with those shelter spots- I'm out of camp quite a lot." The more time she spent out of camp, the less likely one of her panic attacks would happen in front of others. She wasn't sure how it'd happened- luck, someone from Starclan looking out for her- but so far none of her clanmates had any clue about her anxiety or panic attacks. She was more than happy to keep it that way. Tuft perked up when asked for a favor, moving into a sitting position to look at the tom. Her gaze drifted to her neck, taking in the small black arachnid. Her eyes quickly flitted back to Ravenvine and she smiled once more, this one put on in an effort to soothe the tom. She made a split second decision. "No, just a beetle," she reassured him with a lie, leaning over and grabbing the spider in her mouth before flicking it off, far enough away that it shouldn't bother the black cat again. The molly stared off in the direction she'd chucked the spider, making sure it wasn't visible back there. Satisfied when she couldn't see it, she turned back to Ravenvine and gave the back of his neck a few licks to get the fur back in place. "There, all better," she soothed when finished, leaning back and looking at the tom. He really was scared of spiders, huh?