Dragoncrest Cliffs Can I eat this?

god his nose STUNG! between tears forced from his stinging eyes and a wad of snot from his smarting nose, val barely wheezed out an answer: oh my god— he rubbed at his nose sheepishly, turning back to pepper and breaking out into a helpless grin as he saw the man’s barely concealed laugh.

that bug nearly got into my brain. he brushed his nose again with an obsidian paw, looking forlornly at the disturbed water. i’m going to leave the bug collection to you now. maybe no long stringy ones with legs.

"Some of 'em can be pretty nasty," he agreed. He stayed away from the eight-legged ones. Crickets were easy. Less wriggly. 

"Here, let me look at it." he said, stepping towards the wolf. Phobos might be able to alleviate the pain, if it was required.