It's a trap!

Motif grinned widely as her plan came to action. She had almost fallen asleep with boredom when it had taken so long to work, and she was worried they had been crushed in the jar and had never made it out. It was worth it, to see the stink bugs crawling in his coat, and filling the air with a rotten stench. “Stay here” she whispered to Poem, she already got enough grief from this bully, she didn’t want her taking the rap for this. She winked at her sister, and wiggled her eyebrows before moving a paw to her eyes and then the scene, as through to say ‘watch this’

With all the mustered dignity she could, she scrambled out the back of the bush before marching into full view as through she hadn’t been in hiding at all. “Noir” she shrieked in dismay as soon as she saw him. It was very hard not to laugh, but she managed it. She was a young, often forgotten child, she wouldn’t be heir, or the top pick for a fight, but she held a lot of heart and determination. She loved her sister something ferocious, and knew that who she wanted to be was someone who stood up to bullies. “My bugs, my collection! You oof, you killed them!” she cried, actual tears running down her cheeks. “You horrible bully, why are you in my bed, thats my sleeping space she gave a soft howl of dismay. “You murderer!”