The air smells crisp and cool. Almost like the first day of winter, but you can clearly see that there are flowers all around, so it can’t be winter. As you continue to walk the smell of perfumes start to slowly waft through the air. Walking deeper into the forest you hear birds start to sing and small animals are running around on the forest floor, you hear their feet. The perfumey smell leaves the taste of homemade baked goods in your mouth. All of a sudden your bear feet feel wet and you’re standing in a small stream. Your toes squish in the mud.