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Bopp was racing down the trail that Tacca and Vajra had unintentionally left, scratch marks left by the hesitant Nixili. Plus there was the scent of Tacca’s fear. And something akin to rotting eggs. It was overcast and windy, so it seemed to be everywhere he went. There were a handful of scales that could be seen, and so Bopp made sure to give them a wide berth. Something about them just gave him very bad vibes. He squinted his eyes and fluffed up a bit, pressing their wings against their side to comfort themselves a bit. Up ahead came a small patch of trees where Tacca had turned back. In all fairness it was.. rather eerie. And smelled much more strongly of the same rotting eggs. Ominous. Bopp crept closer to the tree line, eyeing the floor. Something caught his eye, causing him to stop immediately. There. Scales. The ones that give off that rotting smoke. Bopp curled his lips and scrunched his nose at it. He understood now why Tacca had left, the smell was overwhelming for him, how