We crave a different kind of buzz
07-11-2013, 11:27 PM
The smells in this place were awesome! The sweet smelling wildflowers that dotted the landscape made the black brute practically bounce from place to place, taking it all in. He could smell all the flowers, the earthy dirt under his paws, the tall grass that tickled his legs. He could tell subtle scents of wolves that had been here before, most of those too faint for him to really follow. His amber eyes darted from one flower to another, a permanent lopsided grin pasted to his muzzle. It was almost comical, really, the way his tongue lolled from the side of his mouth as he hopped through the field. Bob stopped after a while, flopping down on his haunches and panting. Running around like that was tiring! But there was so many flowers to smell! It was a conundrum indeed. Maybe if he had someone helping him he could finish faster. But how would that work? Other wolves couldn't smell for him. Only he could work his nose! He chuckled at himself and looked around the field, wondering if there was anyone else here all the same. "Speech." |