This one takes some explaining. These are the Faerie Queen's woods. Most of the time, it's a nice place to be. Most of the creatures here live an harmonious existance. Save one. Toadie Bootlick has been a persistant thorn in the Queen's side for some time, disrupting the finely tuned balance in her woods. The others have urged her to do something about him. She abhors violence, so killing him isn't an option. For the sake of harmony, she has taken it upon herself to attempt to rehabilitate him and try to coax his good side out. Occasionally, it works. You see, he's been an outcast for his entire life, hated and shunned from the rest of the forest denizens, and rightly so, he's a bit of a monster. But the Queen has seen good in him, and that inspires him to try to be a better "person", for her sake, if for no one else's. For the most part, he's been loyal to her, doing things she needs, running errands, that sort of thing. He just can't shake his habit of catching faeries, or "bugs", as he calls them, and squishing them in his hands. "Bugs go pop!", he shrieks. "Pop! Pop! Pop! Bug Queen be mad, though. Hates Toadie popping her bugs! She no find out. She no come here, Toadie's special hidey spot. Toadie pop bugs here where she not see. She be mad. Do hurting things to us if she find us. But she no find. Pop bugs."