Storm
Radagast hurried through the forest, stopping at various bushes to pluck a small animal up from the foliage. Placing them under the shelter of his hat, pulled his ragged, brown cloak tighter around his shoulders as the downpour began.
Within moments, he was soaked, and he had one more creature to rescue from the elements. 'Sebastian! Where have you gotten to, my foolish hedgehog?'
At last he spotted the quivering ball of hedgehog and, bending down, he scooped the animal into his hands. 'All accounted for?' He mentally ticked off the many creatures that were now hidden under his hat. 'Good. Now come on, children. Let us get out of the rain!'