Hideaway Strath Curious to see

A week had past since Rye last spoke to Towhee, and he had only seen snippets of her since then. He missed her, but she was catching up with X, so he would have to wait his turn. For now, he wondered the borders as he did in Redhawks. Doing his usual, failing to catch game and chasing scents to nowhere. He gave up after a few failed attempts, something that wasn't normal of him but as of late he was too tired. His normal energized self was lacking, and so was his appetite. He couldn't even breath properly with his nose all runny, and sneezy. Those were probably not the best signs but he hoped it could be solved with rest and relaxation. Although he wasn't doing that now, he also didn't wanna be lazy and he knew he needed to get food. 

After some time of scavenging for anything alive and delicious, he found a small colony of 4 (group of rabbits). One of them was bound to be slow but it was a gamble to which one was, Rye made his move or rather sprint. To the one furthest to the left, all four scattered in different directions but Rye stayed close to the tail of his chosen meal. The rabbit put dear old Rye through the trial of his life, quick turns and even faster sprints. Though it was all over soon, Rye had caught his meal by the neck and clamped down. The skin on his muzzle lifted greatly to aid in his cool down as he panted. With enough time the creature stopped moving and Rye found himself wheezing and too tired to enjoy his meal. He let go of his meal then coughed hard and a small amount of phlem flew from his mouth, on the bright side he could breath better and caught his breath. He shook his fur out, and picked up his hard fought reward then began to make his way back home. Perhaps he should just stash it for later.