With nothing to do other then merely wonder about in the night, the little eared male made his relaxation spot the graveyard. In truth, he was merely looking for something to, some place to just take a load off and what better place to do it then around dead people? The dead couldn't bother him with idle chatter, nor could they tell him how strange he was either. They just laid around in the dirt below his feet  doing nothing but rotting. 

Nessa took a seat on top of a angel statue with its palms facing outward to make a perfect little seat for his little bottom. Chilling there above a grave of an unknown individual he kicked his legs idly about as he gazed up at the star filled sky. Ah, yes, this was the best night ever. A small smirk cam across his delicate features when a small sound caught his attention. He tilted his head to the right and gazed in the same direction. He couldn't see who might of came to say hello to the dead but he knew someone was around. 

So, in short he mentally declared his quite roaming time might very well come to a sudden end. He supposed it wouldn't be too bad. Maybe he could have fun with the person that was in the graveyard with him. Perhaps, they came to have a little cry or maybe they where like him who enjoyed a good graveyard. 

Huh, now that he thought about it...perhaps wearing a little sweater dress and tights was a bad idea. He could of at least wore jeans then he could of maybe robbed a few grave of their bones. For shame.