Hideaway Strath Undercover vampire policeman.

Rye was none the wiser to the happenings of the Frosthawks or the Blackfeathers. One could say he was blissfully ignorant but all that could possibly come to end with Towhees call. Rye was previously nosing his way through the cache when the call came through. His heart thrummed then beat hard as he ran his way toward her howl. There was no urgency in his run but he wasn't taking a leisurely run either. Speedy but not panicky. He came upon the female withing a matter of minutes, slightly out of breath with bristled fur and alert eyes. Although her call didn't sound urgent, he was still mentally prepared for anything.

He played things cool of course, hoping to lighten anything weighing the females mind down. "Hey," His voice playfully deepened, "You called?" His eyebrows wiggled, with a sly smile stuck to his lips.