Doing as she was bade, Rottkap scooped up Metis from the nearby bushes, carefully handling the even tinier familiar. Reeling back, the mushroom girl leaned forward and pitched the familiar at the angel like a catapult. With a surprisingly decent throw propelling her, Metis soared briefly through the air, closing the the distance between her and the thief.
The angel, delighted with her stolen prize, paid little notice as the spider landed near the base of one of her wings. Hooking on with tiny gripping leg tips, Metis clung on, unnoticed.
"She made it!" cheered Rottkap. "Yay!"
The angel continued to fly away.
"Um... wait, what was supposed to happen here?"
It didn't take long before the thief was gone, past the tops of the many swamp trees and ambient mists of the night. Then, it was quiet again, save for the sound of the others fighting the Karahydra.
"Ooohhhh... this isn't good," Rottkap lamented, confused. "Why did she ask me to throw her?! WHY DID I LISTEN?!!"
"Aaaaagh! Karolina's gonna kill me!" she squeaked, holding her cap over her head in anxiety of the witch's reaction, as if she was a child who knocked over a forbidden cookie jar from a high counter.
"One job. ONE JOB, Rottkap!" she chided to herself, panicking. "Argh... I'm so screwed."
(Heya! Just letting you know there's no update next week. My wife and I are taking our long overdue honeymoon. See you in 2 weeks!)
Have a great trip!