Hideaway Strath De donde eres?

Phox had been restocking a cache that had been raided by what smelled like a coyote. It was disconcerting, to say the least, but he knew they'd upped their patrols these past few days, so the Redhawk reminded himself that there was only so much they could do. Satisfied with his work, he stepped back only to be called by his fellow Kilonova. Without hesitating, Phox quickly made his way to find Rye standing and chatting with Towhee.

He knew nothing of their relationship (friendly or otherwise), and honestly, Phox didn't know anything about Rye at all. He figured he'd been sent to give some news from the—shudder—Frosthawks. Whatever the news was, Phox prepared himself for the worst... hoping for the best. What's up, Rye? he asked, licking his lips in anticipation.