Hideaway Strath De donde eres?

Rye wore a grin that stretched from ear to ear, he shook his head and playfully shugged off her paw. Partly in fear of her feeling his heart thrum throughout his body, he didn't want to come off as weird or anything. Steadying himself, he breathed in deep, keeping his grin to his lips. He nodded at Towhees added response to the love stuck idea, but then of course, she had to throw another bomb shell Ryes' way. His previous attempts at calming were futile as his heart started its engines again. Rye began to question if she knew something about him that he didn't even know. Feelings? He denied it vehemently, and refused to even look into the possibility that he was developing feelings for Towhee. Simply no way, she was a good friend, thats all. 

But then Towhee made the mistake of making a self-deprecating joke, and Rye was quick to soften. He looked at her, puzzled and confused. Rye believed everyone had a soulmate, not a wolf out there didn't have their destined to be. Towhee was no different. "Why wouldn't someone fall for you?" He asked, his voice soothing and endearing. Rye followed that up with, "Don't take this the, uh, wrong way but frankly I'm surprised someone hasn't snatched you up." He wasn't just saying it, he meant it. It genuinely baffled him to his core why some lucky wolf hasn't already found her. By this time, Rye wasn't really paying much attention to his body, just his heart and the way it felt. He was swept up in warmth, adoration, compassion and something else, what was it? 

But, back to the main topic, right.. "So uh, yeah, I'll inform Quixote and Raven a day or two before my departure. Just need a week, think you can handle that?" He asked jokingly. "Oh and yeah, was curious about that Phox fellow, if you or him have the time, I'd like to meet him."

Oh boy, here we go lol