Noctisardor Bypass noumou

Druid paused, licking her lips as she considered Skaigona’s words. She couldn’t quite make sense of them, not with Sequoia in relatively clear view. But perhaps her friend only meant to practice tracking her scent. Eyes bright, she moved eagerly to join the effort.

There were always so many different smells, particularly close to the earth. Druid sidled up beside Skaigona and dropped her head, the short sedge tickling her nose as she sniffed. It wasn’t particularly difficult to pick up Sequoia’s signature odor.

Forgetting her playmate’s inexplicable mission, Druid found her attention captured by a smell new to her. She pressed her spongy nose to the soil, nostrils flaring as she audibly inhaled several times. She then raised her head slightly, nose twitching as the “digested” the unfamiliar scent.

Wishing to discover its source, Druid inhaled and exhaled a few breaths, then nudged Skaigona and motioned for her to follow as she began tracking it away from the brush and leaf litter scattered around the den.