Havoc made his way through the trees as quietly as possible, but his large size made it difficult from knocking over young trees once every couple of steps. He followed the scent to the edge of the swamp where he stuck his head out and looked around to see if he could find the source of the scent. He couldn't see anything that would resemble what he smelled, but he did spy a wolf drider making its way into the swamp. He strode across the swamp carefully so he wouldn't sink in too deep, but still by his weight he sank in somewhat. He was still following the scent as best as he could hoping to reach it before the drider.