Angel
Zander whimpered from the pain while I clutched my chest tightly.
"Follow the fragrance," he urged on.
Turning towards the direction of the scent, the pain disappeared. A frown marred my face.
"Come on," Zander pushed me, once again, he was excited.
Deciding to know what was going on, I began to trace the fragrance. The more I got closer to where it was coming from, the more Zander's excitement bubbled.
"What is so special about this scent?" I growled.
"It makes us feel at peace. See, it even healed us of the ache." He sighed happily. "It has become my favorite scent."