Sticky threads, armored spines, serious fangs. Legs included, she's almost as big as your hand. Plenty of spiders will build their web in a tree. She built her web between trees. And she's not alone. There are dozens of her kind in this cove of trees.
You're surrounded. Step away slowly.
You're surrounded. Step away slowly.
Step away, because she's got no time for you. This orb weaver's busy tidying up her web. She's not after you, she's just cleaning house. And housework is way scarier than any spider, if you ask me.
Let's try for something scarier next time, huh?
Let's try for something scarier next time, huh?