Snippet #1981716

He sure does have a unique way of speaking doesn't he? Rowan thought to himself after Echo left the water and started talking about taking a nap in the clovers. It didn't sound like such a bad idea. The swimming, along with the warm sun, caused Rowan to feel a little drowsy too.

"I do have some business in the town, you are more than welcome to come along with me if you would like."

Rowan smiled and pushed himself out of the water and walked up onto the shore, stumbling a couple of times on some wet rocks a few feet under the water but not falling this time. He shook out his hair again as he walked up onto the grass. "I was planning on helping out with the decorations, but I'm sure they have most of that stuff done by now, but I bet they are starting to set up the stands and I can already smell the cooking from way over here." He said excitedly and and pulled off his black sweater, wringing it out and setting it down before picking up his tan sweater and putting it on. He'd hang up his black sweater and pants later. Putting his shoes on with wet feet might not be a very good idea but he surly couldn't walk back through the forest barefoot. So he shook one of his feet, then the other, before slipping on the black sneakers, then picked up his soaking black sweater.

"I don't really get the chance to meet very many people either. I'm not shy or anything, I just don't find much of a point making friends I guess." Rowan said with a casual smile and a shrug. "Do you know anyone else in the village? I know a few of the adults because I help out with the decorating every month, but that's about it."