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Stinky trolls?  "Dey fert lawt?"  he asked with a serious expression.  Farts were usually what made the den stinky.  Especially when it was him and Casi and Eild, though she was a girl so she would never really admit to farting.  Constantine did it and laughed because he was a boy and well, farts were pretty funny.  Especially when they were smelly.

He sniffed again at the scrap of troll, trying to remember its scent so he could try to track it.  Although it didn't presently smell like farts.  Maybe that went away after a while.  He knew if he walked away from the den after farting, it went away by the time he got back usually.  Excitedly, he pranced on his paws and bobbed his head when Mordecai asked if he was a good tracker.  "YUH!  Bes' trucka!"  he crowed, pressing his nose to the ground and sort of heading toward where he thought the scent seemed to go.

Which was mostly right... kind of... well, okay, he was following one smell then distracted by another and following that one then rinse and repeat.