It did feel nice to be warm and dry once more and Dove relished it. It seemed foolish to keep her parasol open when they were now protected from most of the rain so she closed it up. Her hat would be protection enough for now.

"Why would I be scared? Besides, I have my parasol. They can make for good weapons, did you know?" Well, he was a man all the time and not some of the time the way that she was. So he probably didn't know, she supposed. Rather than fright, she regarded the woodland the way she had everything else thus far: sheer curiosity. If she were a rabbit, her nose would probably have been twitching.