08-25-2020, 11:16 PM
[align=center][div style="border-width:0px; width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 130%;word-spacing:-0.5px;"]Ren couldn't say that he enjoyed gardening. He attempted it once in his old home and everything he planted either never sprouted or died a week after. He didn't have the patience for it either and found himself growing annoyed at the pace in which it grew. He was much younger back then and hadn't tried it since and although he is much more patient, the demon doubted he could keep the plant alive for more than a week. He never understood what he did wrong. All they needed was sunlight and water, right? The only thing he needed to do was water it and the sun would take care of the rest so why did he have such a hard time? So when the heavily scarred male past Nicabar who seemed to be happily tending to some plants, the large feline couldn't help but stop and furrow his brows. Gardening is definitely not that fun especially gardening in an area that has seen better days. Albeit, watching the smaller male's paws move with purpose made him almost reconsider. Thinking to himself, Ren inhaled slowly and walked over to him. "Whoa... Interesting." Anatole's quiet statement echoed in his mind causing the lynx to murmur under his breath, "What?" There was a pause before the god hummed nonchalantly, "Nothing." Judging by their tone, it clearly isn't nothing but Ren knew they wouldn't tell him anything if he pressed. Dropping the subject, he focused his attention back to Nicabar. Now that he thought about it, he should've came up with something to say before walking over. Slightly glowing red eyes looked elsewhere for a moment before returning to the young serval, "Would you like some help?" Though his voice was deep and expression seemingly less than friendly, his words held no ill-intent or negativity. He couldn't say he'd be very useful but Nicabar seemed to know what he was doing and if there was anything Ren was good at it was following orders.