Misery shyly looks around the forest as she walks through the rain with her umbrella covering her

“Oh how dreadful… the rain gives the plants so much life… but takes life away in the form of flash-floods and run-off… how sad, heh…”

The rain stops, leaving a still, thick blanket of dark grey and black clouds in the sky with ominous breezes

She notices you

“Oh… hello there…”