" I hate all bugs. " she replied quietly.

She glares at the corpse for a moment, then turns away.

"Human!" Grimalkin appeared, bounding up with his ears flattened to his head. "You are making too much noise. All of you are. We must leave this area, quickly." He glanced about, and the fur on his back started to rise. "It might already be too late."

" Its never too late, so lets just go! " She whispered.

She stares down at the cat.

"Idiot human! Do you think that was the only one? Look around you!"

The thorns around them were moving, hundreds upon hundreds of them, unfurling into tiny faeries with pointed, gnashing teeth. The air filled with the sound of buzzing, and thousands of tiny black eyes glimmered through the thorns.

" So we're just going to die here! "

She starts attacking the tiny creatures.

"Oh, this isn't good," Puck murmured as the buzz grew louder, more frantic. "I really, really wish I had that Off!"

"Run!" spit Grimalkin

" I definitely do not think that would help! " She started running.