"Spiked hair. All right." Spirit turned a little as Kit moved, facing the same direction as the Jedi.

"I'm getting there... mostly my kind grazes; it takes up a pretty large amount of our days. But I can wait a little longer. As for what else I eat... well, not a whole lot, actually." Spirit slowly put his ears back, looking somewhat worried. "A few fruits, sometimes, and any unpoisonous flowers I find around." He shook his mane out, ears coming up again. "I guess if it comes off a plant and isn't either bark or poison I could probably eat it... what do you think we should be able to find here?"