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Despite his slightly small stature, Vatican was very well groomed. The reason was two fold. As a member of the Sweet bloodline, he had instilled in him from a young age the necessity to keep himself tidy, and as an intellectual, it is always easier to meditate when things are neat. So though a vague outline of his ribs were visible, the fur over them was shiny and smooth- well taken care of by his family's mions.

And on they walked, over one hill and then another until, upon a third, it was possible to see a large square of the orange vegetables growing haphazardly in the small valley. The walk, though not very long, tired Vatican greatly. Nevertheless, he was unable to feel this and walked on even as a slight tremble started up in his legs. "Ah... yes. I do recall these plants now..." he commented as they descended amongst the pumpkin patch, "...though I feel the flowers on you are much more pristine versions..." was the proceeding comment as he bent down to look at a few flowers, then look closely back at Dyananali's.

Vatican watched with mild interest as the strange female tapped her tail on the ground, the flowers remaining clean and unbroken. "Fascinating... do they grow, or have you had the same ones all your life?" He walked around her in a circle, pausing to peer at the one tucked behind her ear. "The leaves and vines look quite alive... as though they could grow..." he pondered aloud.

Vatican tilted his head in thought, a closer look? Would that increase his understanding of these plants...? Hmm, probably not. With a shrug, he shook his head and replied, "No no... this is quite close enough. I thank you, though, for the offer." Looking around, he pondered quietly. The only way he knew of the growth of pumpkins was by visiting this patch over time. So... "Perhaps we should meet again in the future... so I my observe the changes in your flowers, Ms... uhm...?"

Vatican blinked, rather surprised with himself that he hadn't thought of that. Of course close observation was the best way to learn of new things, but it hadn't seemed quite prudent for this situation. Alas, now that he pondered on it, perhaps he should see how they anchored to her fur. Roots would imply living plants, which would imply that they grew... stepping forward, he tilted is head curiously and was about to nose the flower peeking out from behind Dyananali's ear when he paused, "Stay the night...?" Leaning back, he looked around curiously. The sun was indeed setting, it would be dark soon and he had not slept in a few days. Tonight would be a good night as any to do so. "If you would not mind... I would prefer to stay here for the night as well. I do not particularly enjoy travel in the dark..."