Aeärwen's Little Bits - 17. Approaching Doom
Food had been scarce lately. The few orcs who had stumbled on the tunnels and thought them a refuge had been taken, one by one; but the last had been drained weeks ago, and she hungered again.
And yet, she didn't dare go far. That creature with his glowing stinger had done... something... more than just damaged an eye. And the fresh air outside the lair was unpleasant and difficult to breathe. With her Master gone, life was hard.
And when many tired eyes saw the number of warriors flowing through the eastern entrance, Shelob knew her doom had come.