Well, I don't even know where do you live, Mr. Sheep. But sure, why not?
The biggest problem with humans - and other humanoids in general - is that they're often covered with baggy clothes or armor of some sorts, making it hard to get to the actual treat. While we're hunting in groups, we usually dispatch the armor quickly, but for a lone spider it can be a bit of a challenge, especially when you need to hurry up. There are so many things that can ambush us while we're eating: Other humans, bears, sabretooth cats, even chauri come in to take a bite.
Huh... Now that you mention... it, you two seem... familiar in appearance.
edited 25th Mar '12 1:24:54 PM by FergardStratoavis
I know when to not attack, Mr. Mercenary. I maybe am big, but not that big. My Honorable Mother is the size of this room for comparision. Besides, I'll be content with some other meat this time.
Also, what's a clone?
The topic of cloning? The only clone I... know so far is... that cloud, Dolly. I don't think... cloning people is... even possible at... the moment.
I suppose this... is quite an interesting... world. Rotton's conspiracy theories... would've finally came true.(smiles slightly)
(points at the fridge) What's that, out of curiosity?
(To No Legs) Science...? I think I've heard it somewhere before... Oh right, you mean alchemy? Nifty stuff, though all that I know about it is that toadstools are inedible.
edited 25th Mar '12 2:13:07 PM by FergardStratoavis
You'll never know if you won't try. My Honorable Father kept saying that until he got in a fight with a giant. His corpse flew away a kilometre or even more! But I digress(opens the fridge to notice a single sausage)... Meat... MEAT! YES, about time!(impales the sausage on one of his legs and devours it with a loud chomp)
Well, I've mentioned I'm carnivorous. You can't expect a reaction other than mine(climbs on a fridge and jumps on the wall to move on the ceiling). Huh, tall enough, I suppose. That way, I don't take so much place now. Just don't try to poke me while I'm at the ceiling. Frostbites tend to drop from the ceiling at the slightest sign of provocation, so... Also, it's a fun thing to watch others from this height.
edited 25th Mar '12 2:23:08 PM by FergardStratoavis

NoLegs: Ignore the time paradox going on. How's trying to resolve it coming along, D Octor?
Doctor: Nothing yet...