As Colfet got closer, the scent grew stronger. He picked up his pace a little until he was speed-walking, ever eager to find what was making such a delightful smell. The voice in his head had given up long ago, but Colfet felt very comfortable with this scent.<br/><br/>"Such a smell couldn't come from something bad..." he told himself as he walked faster, almost as if his nose was tugging on his face.<br/><br/>Before long, Colfet neared the edge of a small clearing. He came to a halt, not bothering to check his surroundings as his nose began searching for the source of the intoxicating aroma. He soon found himself stopped short of a tree, the scent he had been following emenating deeply from it, wafting over his nose. He hesitated for a moment before literally clamping himself against the tree, letting his tail hang down as his desire to sniff took over.