Moonspear Crazy youngsters

"Indeed you did," Wildfire replied in a prim voice, tipping her snout into the air like some sort of diva, which was of course the last thing she was. Seconds later, her head dropped and she dissolved into laughter. The two of them began to move in tandem, resuming Wildfire's previous mission in companionable silence.

The young huntress detected an odd shuffling noise and motioned for Floki to slow down and follow her as she crept toward it. If Horcrux had been a deer, he might have detected their encroaching presence and fled. But he was a wolf and a distracted one at that. Wildfire's eyes narrowed slightly as she spotted him and tried to discern what he was doing. Was he dancing?

Then she noticed the bug and heard the telltale buzz. "Oh." The word dropped quietly from her mouth. Forgetting about their plan to launch an ambush on their unsuspecting pack mate, Wildfire loudly warned, "I wouldn't do that if I were you! That's a stink bug." She suddenly sat up straighter, making herself visible, nose scrunched. "It'll spray in your mouth."