Fox's Glade there are no pinboards in the forest

he blinked, quiet as he processed the little wolf's words. rain? he had heard about this before. he didn't really get it, though, but the kid didn't have to know that. pfft, benry exhaled before speaking. conde....condescension, yeah. water, it uhh...vaporizes. like wit a laser. pchew pchew. he really didn't know what a laser was either, but he had heard the noise plenty of times and had seen the bright glows and heard the noises from his owner's screens. 'n all the bits of the water, it uhhhh....goes up in the sky. 'n it gets heavy. 'n it falls. he looked up at the gray sky and shrugged. rain.