Fox's Glade Singing in the rain

@Sebastian

Alfie sat under a small bush, hiding from the dripping rain. He had come far from his home in the Maplewoods, but he was adventurous and wanted a look around. He'd just come from Wapun Meadows, enjoying the beautiful fall flowers. It was a rainy day and he was lucky to have found a place to stay in Fox's Glade before it started to drizzle. It wasn't an awful rain, but with his feathers heavy there wouldn't be much more flying today. So the little barn owl sat under his bush, huddled up for warmth.

I wish this would stop already, its gonna make my feathers puff out and I'll look awful! Alfie fretted, tucked up trying to stay dry as best he could. Alfie hated the rain. He was kind of a neat freak, and loved to look good. The rain destroyed his feathers, and he despised it for that. He watched outside, the sun was barely breaking through the clouds, but he could tell it was probably about noon time. He could only wait and hope the sun could fend off the horrible rain clouds as soon as possible.