You turn around and let out a yell, falling back and staring at the black wolflike creature. It smiles, hanging from the ceiling of the cave, and drops down, shaking its fur and padding over to you, offering one of its multicolored spider apendages to you in a friendly greeting. "Sorry about the fright," he says in a soft voice, "I was about to call out to you but you suddenly turned around and cut me off with a frightened call of your own!"

He laughs heartily and helps you stand upright again, using his spider limbs to clean all of the loose webbing off of you. "Sorry about all the webs and such," he explains as he does so. "Been trying to experiment with a few new designs is all. I have been meaning to take them down should I have company. I guess you just beat me to it."

He stands back from you, nodding toward the enterance of the cavern. "Well, I suppose we shall head off then, shall we? Oh!" He blinks suddenly. "I am terribly sorry! My name is Weaver." He bows his head before you. "I was a gift to the CCF a long while back, when it was still known as the CAOF. Vaprrenon introduced me to the rest of the group here and I have taken the role as one of the cyberpet guides for visitors such as yourself." He grins and turns about, glancing at you over his shoulder. "Well now, this way, hey? We have a lot of territory to cover."

You follow the spider-wolf out into the forest and through some of the undergrowth, Weaver speaking of his webs and the forest's trees and things that make your attention wander off every now and again in search of soemthing a bit more interesting to focus upon. After a while, you realise you have fallen a bit behind and have to jog to keep up. The event, though, soon passes and you are back to wondering how many leaves are on each tree and trying to count them as you pass by.

"Here is the little fellow!" Weaver says suddenly, snapping you out of your daydreams. "This here," Weaver says as a small catlike creature crawls up onto his back, "Is Baby Meow, modeled after Meowth from Pokemon. He was a limited edition a long while back. He's a close, personal friend of mine."

You smile at the little feline and pet him, sractching his head. The little thing starts to purr, trying to stand on his hind legs to reach you better, but finding the feat quite difficult when trying to balance on the back of a wolf. He meows at you a few times and jumps off of Weaver's back, licking your hand after you pet him a bit more, and runs off into the trees.

You glance to the wolf-spider for an explaination as to why the cat left so soon. "It's late, he has to catch dinner," Weaver explains with a wolfish shrug. "We should be moving on as well. It is getting quite late, and we want to visit everyone before they head off to bed, hey?"

You chase after him, jumping over a few rotting logs and only nearly missing falling into a ditch on the way. You are out of breath by the time you catch up with Weaver. You lean on a tree to steady yourself and glance up as a dark figure approaches the two of you. You blink, letting your eyes focus on it. It seems to be a dark, equine creature with two curving silver horns and cloven hooves. You swallow as the being approaches you and your guide, bowing her head in greeting and glancing at Weaver silently, seeming to be communicating with her eyes, wich are now gently glowing about the edges, almost a pulsing light.

Your canine guide looks up at you. "This is Shadow Stalker. She says hello to you and--" He glances at her and smiles with a slight nodd as the EverRealm being's eyes begin a pulsaiting glow once again. "--that she hopes you have a very good night tonight. It is supposed to be a very lovely night, very clear, she says." He smiles, wagging his tail. The black equine creature bows once again before you in depature, and holds her head high as she stalks past the two of you, not making a sound, seeming merely to glide over the ground. You watch as she seems to slowly dissolve and disappear into the scenery.

"Yes, she's qutie a mysterious creature when she wishes to be. You just need to get to know her a bit and she's as normal as anything around you." He sighs. "Well, come now. We still have a bit of daylight left to spend and quite a few more creatures to visit. Let's see...I don't know who's closest at the moment, but I can make some fair guesses. Now that we've encountered Shadow Stalker we can slow down a bit. We won't have to run off after everyone else.

You and your spiderlike guide travel through the forest for a while, eventually finding yourself going a bit slower. It takes a moment, but as the incline increases, you realise you are both heading up a hill. You happen to glance up at the mound to find that it is no hill you are traveling up, but a mountain instead. Not just a mountain, you see, but one of the tallest mountains. You can see a tiny cap of snow about the summit.

The journey seems to be taking forever, and you question your canine guide as to when you will both stop, as you are quickly growing tired and want more than anything right now to take a nice long rest. He turns back to you, spider limbs twitching slightly. "It should not be long now. There is a slight flatland area just above us on this mountain. Other EverRealm creatures sometimes come here for mediation and romantics. The sunset is quite beautiful from there."

You both climb for a bit longer before finally coming to the level area. You breath a heavy sigh of relief and find a place to sit down, leaning against a nearby rock as you let your muscels relax. Weaver comes to stand next to you, and nudges you a bit with one of his spider legs. "I am sorry to interrupt," he says softly to you, "But I believe that Slongitai would like to meet you."

You look up, asking who Slongitai might be. Weaver smiles and steps aside, barking to call in the awaiting creature sitting nearby. You look up to see the griffin-like creature approach, cooing a bit like a bird might, puffing out his red chest slightly to make a better first impression. You find it within you to stand and walk over, petting the furry mane on his head and neck. He pushes back his ears and gurgles contently, tail swishing behind him a bit.

"Well, then," Weaver says with a yawn, "Perhaps Slongitai can take you to find a new guide. I have been awake for more days than I should have been, and it's catching up with me. I must ask Vaprrenon for a vaction from being one of the realm's main guides. It is starting to take its tole." You nodd in understanding and say good-bye as the wolfish creatures heads off. The griffin nudges your arm and starts walking forward. You turn to follow him.