Leviticus 11:20

Archon wasn't terribly keen on going bug catching. Bugs were unclean, filthy creatures and even those who had some sightly appeal held no interest of Archon's. The only thing that appealed to him was the chance to see mortal culture at work and to possibly earn a prize worth showing Deathbelle.

Obi, on the other hand, seemed pretty thrilled by the leaf tickets and the method used to make them glow. He took one gently between his thumb and forefinger and crushed it slowly. When he parted his fingers, they were stained with the glowing goo from the bug that sat there only moments earlier. He took the remains and smeared them on the back of his hand. The effect lasted. Slowly, he sniffed it, then brought the back of his hand to his mouth, only to have his hand swatted away by Archon. It was one of the few times he had ever received such a scolding look from his wolf counterpart. Obi bowed his head in a light apology, but made a note in his mind to investigate the bugs later. For now, they were to catch them for a great prize.