Hideaway Strath 20 going on 50

Just a heads up, I won't be posting for a few days as I, like Rye, am sick. Hopefully shouldn't last longer than a day or three

He had no doubts he'd live, but sometimes his body sure felt like death. Although, the sound of eating and then napping it all off sounded pleasant. He wasn't particularly hungry, despite all reason to be, considering he hadn't eaten much that day. He would have to force down food and hope it didn't come back up, thankfully there were no signs of nausea. 

With the nodd of his head, Rye agreed to Towhees offer, "That sounds really nice, I'd love to," He softly smiled and stood, waiting for her to take lead. However, his brain tugged on his heart and told it to chill, he shouldn't expose Towhee to further contamination. "Wait, are you sure you want to tag along? More exposure to me equals more of what I have and you've got two little ones running after you a lot. I don't want them sick." His expression was of concern and worry, and his eyebrows slighty pushed together with apprehension. It was different if a fully grown wolf gets sick, but younger ones? There was more worry to be had there.