The shrikes belonged to the arachnid order, and each colony was usually led by a singular force; a Queen. She was thrice as large as the rest of the shrikes, her presence far more oppressive and imposing.
The queens of different colonies operated differently, yet their roles were usually the same. As the only ones able to reproduce, they were the absolute rulers of their colonies, determining the laws of their society. However, though they each possessed the same strengths, they also shared the same weaknesses. One was their inability to withstand light, as with many of their kind. And the other…
"Measly. Humans. Trespass. Kill brethren. Now… pay."
The Queen's wide mouth stretched into an unnatural grin, revealing rows of slick crimson teeth. Whether they were coated in spittle or blood, none of them had any idea. They hoped it was the former.
