Aliénor resists, but the webbing is too strong!

Aliénor stops all of sudden, as if her instincts are crying out at the unseen threat lurking above. It is too late. She glances upward just as your web wraps around her, the sticky resin covering her from head to toe, lashing around her arms and legs before being pulled tight. She struggles frantically and helplessly like a trapped fly whilst your brothers and sister land one after the other, surrounding her with a menacing cackle and a flash of teeth. Aliénor heaves herself into a combat stance, her spear at her side, but her movement is severely compromised by the dense silk and she is overwhelmingly outnumbered. You thunder your mandibles together and, at your signal, webs shoot out from all sides. Aliénor screams as she is is totally enveloped. Whimpering, she loses her footing and falls. You zip down on your line and catch her, ensnaring her with your four front limbs before reeling yourself back towards the canopy. An excited cry echoes around the nest like a round of applause. Aliénor's new life as a brood-mother is about to begin.