After a few hours of pointless wandering, Dean found himself in a very unknown area. Well, he knew about it, but he'd never actually wandered around it before. He knew that it was forbidden to smell the flowers, since they were poisonous, but he was curious as to what they smelt like. But then again, curiosity did kill the cat; and Dean certainly didn't want to be the cat. He refrained form the inhaling of poisonous flowers and continued to walk through the poison patch.
Exhausted for so much walking, Dean decided to rest and catch his breath, but since there were no benches or anything, he had to settle for a large boulder to rest against. He leaned his back against the cold stone and smiled at the sudden burst of cold against his neck. The day was a hot one, and even though he could easily teleport himself to somewhere more cooler and, well, less poisonous, he didn't want to. Besides, wasn't exercise good for a person?
Exhausted for so much walking, Dean decided to rest and catch his breath, but since there were no benches or anything, he had to settle for a large boulder to rest against. He leaned his back against the cold stone and smiled at the sudden burst of cold against his neck. The day was a hot one, and even though he could easily teleport himself to somewhere more cooler and, well, less poisonous, he didn't want to. Besides, wasn't exercise good for a person?