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They're little, tiny, sweet-smelling punks. For some reason, they really like picking on Vaso. I think they're like pudgy little toddlers of the forest, and a lot of other forest creatures tend to look after them, thus they get cocky and spoiled. It's nice to see them change color from winter to spring, though. And summer to fall. The flowering ones make me sneeze, but also attrack bees (which they are innately afraid of and seeing them try to run is kinda funny in a terrible kind of way)
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