Phoenix Maplewood Shaletered From The Sadness

Radcliffe kept himself on the trail that they were going around. Stumbling on the occasional root or rock. He grumbled to himself almost every time, yet managed to keep a smile as he was enjoying this 'adulting' stuff so far. The stuff the grown ups did. Rad then stopped short on the spot once told to, and got round to sniffing around. He got his nose right into the dirt, and sneezed when some dirt went up.

"I...well I smell somethin'. Smells like...dirt. Dirt...something tasty too. Dunn what, but it's in my head somewhere what it is..." In fact there were many scents.