Anansi curled up in a tree, nearly purring as the sun warmed his back. This time of day was one of the few times where the forest was quiet and calm enough for him to sleep peacefully. Except…
 
“Cici! Cici, you here?” A deep, some might say scary voice called out to him, its tone strangely positive despite sounding like death. Anansi snarled, winding himself tighter around his sleep tree. The calls continued until he smelled it. The smell of burning leaves and incense. “Oh, there you are, Cici. I was looking for you.”
 
“I heard your call and chose to ignore it, and yet here you are to disturb this hermit.” He complained, scowling down at the… pony? Anansi still had no clue what Acheron was. He was too big to just be a pony and the horns were clearly that of some other race. He was not a minotaur, since he could use magic and he was not a unicorn (bicorn?) since his magic was focused. Perhaps-
 
“Ah, you have your thinking face on. What are you thinking about, buddy?” He asked, sitting down with a thud. The forest seemed to tremble slightly under his weight yet the creature barely took notice. Anansi turned away.
 
“What I think is none of your concern, Now move away from my tree else it will burn.” He muttered, the scent on incense moving away from the tree. Still, he could sense Acheron nearby and sighed. “Moreover, did I not tell you to stay out of the Everfree? What reason do you have to return so unapologetically?”
 
“Eh? Why would I apologize for meeting up with my best friend?” He countered, his mane flickering happily. The crackles annoyed Anansi as he resisted the urge the swipe at him with his tail. Best friend? Who? Certainly not him. He barely knew the creature below him. Just as he opened his mouth to tell the creatures to fuck off, he continued. “Oh! I get it. You’re just mad that your super cool magic doesn’t work on me, right? It’s okay, buddy. Not everyone it good at magic.”
 
At that, Anansi snapped. His neck coiled around the branch he laid, looking Acheron in the eye.
 
“Don’t act like you know anything about me, mongrel! If I want your opinion, I’ll ask for it but I didn’t so shut it!” He snarled, baring his fangs at the creature. Despite being fairly high in a tree, Acheron’s head was only a couple of feet below him. Tall as shit bastard. Whats worse was that the creature didn’t look bothered by Anansi’s words. In fact, he looked amused.
 
“Oh, I got you to stop rhyming. And in such little time, perhaps its a new record?” He offered, playing with his mane. How he managed to manipulate it despite it being literal flames confused Anansi but he chose to let it go. Acheron was strange.
 
“So it was a ruse, a joke to make me stop rhyming? A game so important, you thought only of timing.” He grumbled, inwardly fuming at being had but outwardly calm.
 
“Yeah, I like that about you.” He replied proudly, missing Anansi’s rolling eyes. “You’re such a fun guy.”
 
Anansi didn’t believe that for a second.
 

 
I know it’s been a while but here’s [drumroll] mah boy, Anansi! I haven’t drawn him a lot cause he really doesn’t do much other than research ways to break his curse and lounge about testing his powers on poor lost ponies. While he loves his home, the Everfree Forest, being trapped within is not what he wants. He wants the option of leaving to be available.
 
While he would prefer to be alone, his self-proclaimed bestie, Acheron, keep showing up to bother him. Ever since he ‘rescued’ him from a tree, the mongrel has not stopped clinging to him. It’s annoying.
 
Acheron: Blue mane. He is the adopted son of Fluttershy, Iron Will and (later on) Sombra. He was found as a foal on Fluttershy’s doorstep and she took him in. Because of his mane, she and Iron couldn’t hug him for the first year and a half of his life. Sombra eventually figured out a way around that and thus gained Ash’s love and the love of his parents. Note, his mane and tail are literal fire and he is HUGE.
 
Anansi: The draconeques. He is the first born child of Discord and Zecora. His specialty is memory magic (erasing, creating and manipulating memories.). He was left on Zecora’s doorstep and raised by her until Discord showed up in his life again. Zecora was pleased but Anansi dislikes him. Also, he is a sociopath who enjoys manipulating ponies with his magic, hence why he is currently cursed.
 
A few fun facts about both Ash and Anansi: