Redhawk Caldera Back at base, bugs in the software

Initially, while the impending swarm was still benign, the arrival of the locusts had been such good fun. Like his brother Ferret, Whip spent his time chasing the first few flying pests around the rendezvous site with reckless abandon and a rapidly wagging tail. At first, they had been few in number -- nothing to worry about in Whip's mind, but as the hum of the swarm grew and the sky grew dark with millions of bugs, Whip's fun came to a swift and sudden end.

He was awestruck -- dumbfounded by natures blind fury. What had once become a thing of innocent fun was now a brimming source of terror. Frozen with fear, Whip stood fast with his brothers and his body shriveled and shrank. His mouth hung agape. Thankfully, Peregrine stepped in to protect them from the swarm.  Whip looked up and pushed into his father for comfort and protection. "I dun' wanna play no more, Duh," the child spoke, fearfully.