Ouroboros Spine xvii. like we're lovers

The greenpaw cocked her head as she examined the bugs a little more closely, bending to peer at the pile of them squirming upon the ground. “I don’t believe these particular caterpillars are toxic but it’s always best to err on the side of caution,” she murmured with a vague tone of warning. “Most bugs have a strong taste but those that are especially bitter or make one feel sick tend to be poisonous.”

She finished plucking the last of the vermin off her plants before trotting over to the tree line and snagging a broad leaf off of the ground, scanning the forest floor for a moment until she found the right kind for the task. After returning to the Beta’s side, Lótë gently nudged the caterpillars onto the leaf and wrapped them up in the bit of foliage. 

“There,” she stated neatly when she had finished, “now they’re ready to be moved onto other plants away from the garden.”