Tall, Grassy and Rainy

Álarr kept his head down, following after Jynn as the rain moved through. As suspected it was a short sudden shower and the clouds continued on their way south with clearer skies moving in behind them. He looked up as Jynn spoke and shrugged, wary of how much to say. "Pretty quiet, honestly. I'm considering holding a fall festival but it's hard to say right now." It seemed like he hardly saw any of his pack mates any more. They were all so busy. Would anyone even be interested in a festival? Should he hold it by himself or was that a bad idea?