Shadowwyn Moor Hey, how about that!

"Compared to a skunk?" he tilted his head. Skunks were about the most foul creature he could think of, so he was curious to know where an opossum laid on the scale of zero to skunk. Hopefully, he would have a chance to see, no smell, for himself. He had tasted skunk, and while he did not prefer it for the aroma that wreathed his nose when he ate it, it did not bother him and he suspected it would be the same for opossum. Either way, the blue-nosed wolf was eager to try something new.

His friend inquired about scents about the same time Luke had his nose thrust to the trunk of a tree. "I think..." He sniffed louder as he circled the tree. "One climbed this tree..." he tilted his head back, peering into the branches, but he did not see any creatures lingering in them. Not that they could scale the tree even if there was. He shifted his mouth as he turned his gaze back to Kero. "You?" His experience with tracking opossums... needed work.