He sent back a cheerful thought, going over the 'spell' that would alter one's scent. He knew what several animals now smelt like, thanks to his time here, more than a year and a half, now approaching two full years, and decided that a young pig would be perfect for them. He spent a good bit going over the spell, though as he finished it, he became aware that he was being watched, and not by someone friendly. He allowed himself the faintest of smiles, as if amused by some inner thought, and sent a mental message to the Princess as he kept moving toward the farm.<br/><br/><em>Possible hostiles in ambush at farm. Proceeding.</em>