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I think it’s really funny that in the games when they want you to follow a scent trail of course it’s got to be depicted visually so it’s this weird red cloudy trail in midair.
I researched elephants intensely at one point for an original novel I was writing with genetically engineered woolly mammoths in it and they also have incredible senses of smell, but they can use their trunks for that, and often do, they’ll put their trunks right on the ground and whuffle back and forth to warm up the thing they’re trying to catch the scent of. Humans don’t have trunks, though. (I had a great scene where the protagonist is trying to find someone she’d hooked up with the previous night and her mammoth sniffs her clothing where she’d embraced him and is like “oh I can definitely find that guy” and leads her straight to his window in a kind of warped version of cinderella’s slipper.) (listen I can call my own shit great if I want, I’ve been having a hard day.)
(It’s always funny to be in a particular fandom and then do some self-analysis and be like Hm I Have Written This Exact Trope Before. What Does This Say About Me As A Person?)
HA
I think it’s really funny that in the games when they want you to follow a scent trail of course it’s got to be depicted visually so it’s this weird red cloudy trail in midair.
I researched elephants intensely at one point for an original novel I was writing with genetically engineered woolly mammoths in it and they also have incredible senses of smell, but they can use their trunks for that, and often do, they’ll put their trunks right on the ground and whuffle back and forth to warm up the thing they’re trying to catch the scent of. Humans don’t have trunks, though. (I had a great scene where the protagonist is trying to find someone she’d hooked up with the previous night and her mammoth sniffs her clothing where she’d embraced him and is like “oh I can definitely find that guy” and leads her straight to his window in a kind of warped version of cinderella’s slipper.) (listen I can call my own shit great if I want, I’ve been having a hard day.)
(It’s always funny to be in a particular fandom and then do some self-analysis and be like Hm I Have Written This Exact Trope Before. What Does This Say About Me As A Person?)
