Larksong Grotto Ozymandias

Jhala had never actually seen a locust before. The creatures began to show up in small amounts and randomly, and the young beta was absolutely thrilled with the new discovery. She yipped and leapt around in hot pursuit after one-- a lack of maturity clear-- until she finally managed to swat it dead. She then gobbled it up and made a horrendous face, deciding that was the single most worst thing she'd ever tasted in her entire life. Who the fuck would want that around? Then it hit. All at once the entire grotto was coated in the disgusting creatures. She yelped, shocked, and began to run for cover. Reek's voice carries through the buzzing-- only barely-- and she travels full speed ahead towards it. When she arrives at his cave, she tumbles in, rolling on the ground and smashing any bugs that were on the ground or in her coat. 

"OFF," she screeched, flailing. "OFF OFF OFF... GET THE FUCK OFF," she did not appear to care who heard her.