On occasion a traveller will walk through the woods, and take note of eight small eyes staring at them from the trees. Experienced adventurers knows this is the sign to turn back, but most continue. Yeah, it's as big as a cat, but surely that's as large as they get, and it didn't seem hostile did it? And so they move on, oblivious to the hundreds of eyes watching over them, unseen in the treetops, and oblivious to the eight-legged crawling death waiting ahead. Instinct: Grow in strength

• Run across strands of web
• Use webs to call for their parents