Hideaway Strath Futha.

There was a story behind it all, and Rye for one was interested in piecing it together. Although there wasn't much meat on the bones it was enough he could guess what he needed to stay current with Towhee. Long lost bird, shattered trust due to something happening to a Z. Rye could only guess it was another bird, he would have to get the story from Towhee later but for now? He was focused in on her, watching from a partial distance. For a minute, he considered comforting her but he didn't think she wanted that, so he stayed put and watched the scene play out.

He nodded quietly at her answer, and looked up at the hawk. How did those two meet? What was their bond formed out of? There was mystery stretching as far as the eye can see with the pair, it only furthered as Towhee translated. His veil of fascination was parted and something new covered him, happiness. He saw the way Towhee smiled, it brought a smile of his own. There was something alluring about her, Rye couldn't pin it down but maybe it was just that fact. He wasnt sure but it didn't matter, she was happy and that was all that did. He didn't respond to Towhee, wanting their reunion to be between them, not her him and it. So he sat in silence, waiting for the next part to take place.