He points towards where Lysunder was, "Hehe, bulls-eye." Yeah that was bad but it was so readily available he couldn't help himself. Now he taps his chin again before his ear twitches. He turns to his right, eyes a little narrowed.

Bugs starts towards the sound, another snowball in his hand, "Olly, olly oxen free. Where'd ya head off to, kid." take about out of role experience. Bugs' usually isn't the hunter.