With a glance towards Vaughter and the other one, Rockin raised an eyebrow as he began following Shannon. He thought she was strange but kind-hearted. She seemed to be acting like a filly. [i]Or whatever foals of her species are called.[/i] He added as an afterthought. She had said something about a good smell but Rockin' couldn't smell anything. Following her, he was eventually aware of a hint of scent in the air, which grew stronger, though not pleasant, as he continued following her. "What is that?" he asked, holding his nose behind his hoof. "It smells disgusting." He tried sticking his head in beside Shannon to catch a peek but it turned out to be quite difficult to maneuver his head and foreleg around Shannon's body.