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Looking about, she smiled again.
"I guess since we're in a groomed garden, there's no worry of getting your," clearing her throat, she smiled wider, "caught on prickers."
Walking next to him, she shook her damp hair around her shoulders.

Grins. "Can't have that.." he slips an arm around her.

Smiling so wide her little feline fangs were exposed, she nodded in agreement.
"So true. So true."
Reaching out to trail her fingertips across the edges of a night blooming moonflower, she sighed softly.
"Why am I completely unsurprised that you have night-blooming flowers?"

Smiles. "At this point it would be difficult -to- surprise you."

Shrugging one shoulder, she raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, I don't know. I don't expect -everything-."

Grins. "I bet even saying something as wild such as, I'm a male stripper in my off time wouldn't surprise you, or male escort."

Grinning, she shrugged again.
"Come on. You're talking to an escort. -That- wouldn't surprise me. Now... A professional stripping clown might give me pause... But only for a moment."

Grins. "I'll have to disappoint you on that.

Laughing, she looked up at him.
"Good. That's a visual I really don't want."
Leading him gently toward a stone bench, she gestured at the flowering bushes near it.
"What are these?"

Follows, looking to the flower she is pointing at. "That is called, Kadupul it is believed that when these flowers bloom that it will bring prosperity to the people. Because of it being so rare."


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Smiling brightly, she gently touched it's shining white petals.

"It's beautiful. No wonder they thought it was good luck."

Smiles. "It is definately one of my favorites."

Leaning over to smell the flower, she stopped abruptly, meeting eyes with something large within the bush. Stepping back slowly, she turned her attention, just as slowly, to Duryn.
"Uh..."

Nods. "Relax and try to keep your heart from racing too much." he moves over to the bush, reaching a hand out, palm up to be sniffed. He then pets the large creature's head, so it will come out of the bushes, without destroying any flowers, gracefully, it would be roughly pony sized, a lot of feline features, but older of the species.

Watching the creature practically melt out of the bush, she couldn't help but admire it. It was beautiful. Terrifying, but beautiful.
"What is it?"

"An ancient and extinct species of panther. You may pet him, since he knows you are a friend."