Shreever felt her own back would break as she strove to lift her head high enough to weave a complete cocoon around herself. She had seen both Sessurea and Maulkin cocooned before she had managed to finish her own case. As they grew still and their cases dried to a dull grey, she felt both abandoned and grateful. She was glad to see them safe. Those two, at least, had a chance of emerging beside her.
