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If he was willing to put that much detail in to a story, Tavi was more likely to believe him. His pun did not go unnoticed either; she let out a terse laugh, and then rolled so she was on her back, looking up at him. You should've tried to catch it. she suggested, but that'd probably be too hard. Sticks were small and breakable, and bugs were especially delicate. Then again, you might've just eaten it. Reek the Bug-Muncher! A fresh peal of laughter poured out of her, and she batted playfully at his snout with one of her broad pale paws. I wonder if it would taste like bark, or like goo. I'm pretty sure bugs are made of goo. Delicious.