Bastet's Punishment
Part 1
With a barely contained rage boiling under the surface Arachne untied the bound cat.
“Clean this mess up. Take the spiders to the Room of Creation to be revived. I’m going to have a shower, then go to bed. We will talk in the morning,” she told Bastet, her words sounding very much like a threat.
Submissively, Bastet complied.
The next morning Arachne didn’t see Bastet, but she called out for the cat goddess to attend her. Bastet did, but timidly. She knew that she’d failed in her task and how the drow tolerated that; which was to say they didn’t.
Arachne sat on the side of the bed by where the battle had taken place.
“Come in, Bastet. Join me,” she coaxed, patting the sheet beside her.
Bastet was reluctant but realised that disobeying would only make things worse. She climbed up the sheets with her claws and got on her knees before the drow, steeling herself for the punishment that was sure to come.
