[Fenris is not an admirer of nature - he's not Dalish, after all, and even then the stereotype that elves frolick among flowers and trees is only half-true.
He's going through his forms in the park, though, hands held out in front of him as if he were holding a sword. Occasionally, though, he'll stop to eat one of the apples he's got in a bag at the base of a nearby tree.]