Sun Mote Copse Legacy rule.

Niamh dropped the bird, frowning at her friend's polite dismissal. It didn't feel like there was much she could do to help, and her eyes wandered over her friend's pelt where she could see the visible lumps and bumps from where she'd been stung. The most painful looking ones were the places on her face which were swollen, giving her muzzle odd lumps and angles that reminded Niamh of the texture of an old log. She hated that this had happened to her friend, and that she couldn't get revenge or do anything to make her skin look or feel any better. 

-Looks worse'n porcupine- She commented with a frown. Porcupine quills hurt, and left marks when they were pulled out- but there was no toxicity to porcupine quills. When Towhee asked Niamh about her experience with insects, she recalled the day that one of the twins had been stung- how her leg had swollen up, and how she'd been naught more than a babe, screaming and mewling after having rolled over on a bee. Niamh nodded. -One of the twins got stung as a baby. Only by one bee, but it was horrible.- She said. Phox had been the one to remain calm and identify the cause of Alyx's (or had it been Quetzal?) pain, and while it hadn't taken long for her to heal, Niamh had been thoroughly rattled by the experience. Things like snakes, venomous spiders and bees or hornets...They were a nearly invincible, invisible foe.