#gomura

*hits you with Forket and Shamgoat agenda*

The Goat's Spider

Shamura is a Black Widow Spider ( i tried to find other species but it's just fit ). They are second in charge of the cult when The Goat is not around as the Followers respect Shamura since they give away their godhood to The Goat instead of trying to fight for it.

Now they are immortal and is married to goat. ( and is the goat's baby girl ).

Shamura shows their love via words while The Goat shows their love via physical ( is that how you call it? hugs and kisses i mean )

The Goat held up a pillow. Sitting on top were two silver bracelets, small purple gems gleaming in the light.

"What is this?" their former patron hissed, nails digging into the wood of the stocks. "You intend to bind me once more?" The former god of war laughed, the sound harsh and strange from the usual soft chuckles that the Goat made a mission to draw out. "You have already usurped me and trapped me here. You-"

"Look, your wrists are clearly hurt," the Goat said, interrupting the coming rant. "I'm trying to help you, Shamura." The lock of the stocks creaked as they unlocked, the Goat pushing the upp board up to release Shamura. They, thankfully, stayed in one place, although they looked ready to bite them. The Goat held up the pillow.

Shamura, with a sigh, held up their wrists. The Goat had managed to bandage them in the brief hour before Shamura tried to stir up dissent, with black ichor faintly staining some spots a faded grey.

The bracelets slid on smoothly, hiding the bandages from view.