(ooo, I didn't know Remmy had friends... that might make him getting kidnapped complicated. But also entertaining.)<br/><br/>[Remmy and ****]<br/><br/>The nameless Scuttler always had a small smile on it's eerie face, but a real wide, and disturbing grin grew as it's watchers glanced through it's senses and told it that the furry sentient below her HAD no license! just the sort of being that the Hive most preferred to bring in: unwilling, but uncomplicated.<br/><br/>When the Scuttler eagerly queried on the next, most effective action, it got a surprise... there were no other instructions from it's guides. The scuttler would chose it's own course of approach in taking the furry one. A gift, a test, and a burden all at once... the scuttler had a chance to exercise it's independence and individuality.<br/><br/>But what to do...? Choices, options... the beings young clutch-sisters all chattered suggestions and observations, from their own hunts and perhaps even a desire to experiment. Their escorts merely observed and said nothing, only radiating affection and encouragement.<br/><br/>It could pounce from above... or sneak close? Web him up? It could even approach openly, and observe it's prey more closely... or to see the prey react in fear.<br/><br/>These alien beings did not overly concern themselves with the morality and ethics of their goal... such was not their concern, and as the Queen said... many things are mutable, depending on points of view.