Rarel looked around the room as he entered. He placed his bag of stuff inside a trunk at the foot of his bed. Looking around he spotted a balcony and stepped out onto it. Rain was beginning to fall. He breathed in the scent of the wind and the rain and pulled off both his sweater and t-shirt as the rain began to really fall. It was cold and wet against his bare skin. And that all the more gave him a connection with nature. Envigorating and brilliant.
His blonde hair was dripping now as the rain really fell. Dripping and wet. It didn't bother him, neither did the slick, wetness of his athletic torso. "Nature at its best."