As Furen was walking around, he was suddenly struck with a new scent. It was new. He had never smelled anything like that before. It was...special...different. For whatever reason, his heart started to speed up, his pulse quickening. Moving his head side to side, Furen tried to find the source of that beautiful smell. It was coming from his right. Turning in that direction, he walked closer and closer to where that smell was leading him. Soon, he was at a booth, and he caught a glimpse of the booth owner. The bottle of milk slipped out of his paw, crashing to the hard floor and exploding in a shower of glass and milk. Furen just stood there, staring at the booth owner. He couldn't help it. He knew he looked stupid, like a kitten that had just discovered the joy of milk for the first time, be he couldn't help it. She was so beautiful, the most beautiful. The ever flowing crowed walked around him. Some walked in front of him to buy from the other neko's booth. Finally, Furen got a hold of himself. With a shake of his head, he tried to clear his thoughts, but all he could think about was her. With a shaking paw, he picked up a stuffed canary toy. However, he wasn't really looking at it, just pretending. Every couple of moments he sneaked a glance at the other neko. "This is a very nice mouse toy," he said, his voice shaking.