Meanwhile, Blossom is curiously sniffing around the display of daggers. Her sensitive nose twitches as she carefully inspects each weapon with intense focus. I'm not entirely sure what kind of information she can gather from their scent, but I've learned to trust Blossom's instincts.
Despite her thorough investigation, none of the daggers seem to catch her interest. She sniffs one, then another, but there's no sign of the excitement that usually lights up her entire existence when she finds something she likes. I begin to wonder if we'll have to look elsewhere when Blossom's body tenses abruptly.
Then, suddenly she dashes across the shop, her nose leading her to another display. This one is tucked into a corner and features a selection of more unusual weapons.
