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Originally Posted by ~Northern_Lights~
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Oceanpaw, at first, couldn't smell anything. The early morning rain having clogged up the air with the thick scent of soil and unspecified plantlife. She looked at Mikadopaw with a slightly confused look on her face, not openly admitting straight away that she couldn't smell anything "foul" in fear she would look stupid. But suddenly, just as she opened her mouth to inquire about the smell, an extremely unpleasant odour filled her nose and she shook her head instinctively as if to shake the smell away. "Ugh, what in Starclan's name is that?" The she-cat cursed, deep ocean gaze cast at Mikadopaw with an inquisitive tint laying within their depths; she was hoping Mikadopaw would know what that smell was, because she most certainly didn't. (Sorry it's small, I'm in a little bit of a rush this morning~) |
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~Northern_Lights~
Mikado stared at Oceanpaw. Why had she not smelt that? He was about to comment on her lack of scent when she spoke up. “Ugh, What In StarClan’s name is that?” At that his fur rippled. “How am I supposed to know! StarClan knows!” he snapped. “Why don’t you ask?” He hissed. He immediately felt guilty for snapping at her. “Sorry. But I could be a danger to the clan!” He looked at Oceanpaw, half expecting her to tell him the answer.