one fish two fish three fish - oh hello!

Álarr looked up at the woman sheepishly. "Oops, sorry about that!" He glanced down into the water and shrugged a little. He supposed she was right but he'd been fishing off and on and had already gotten pretty wet. "I guess so, it would be nice to dry out a bit. I went fishing today and I got all wet! My name is Álarr, what's yours?" He glanced back along the shore and noticed a swath of peat moss near one of the boggier parts of the water where it had likely flooded during the summer. He bounded a few paces away to sniff at the moss for a moment before he started gathering some of it. He carefully snipped away at the plant until he felt he had a good amount of it.