Hideaway Strath Undercover vampire policeman.

Her fast fading smile told him what he needed, his own smile vanished. His expression turned to concern, he sat and listened to her speak. Hearing her heart break once more as she spoke. He quieted, his body and mind to absorb everything she offered. He felt for Towhee, the Frosthawks were her family and they were moving away. In that moment he wanted to comfort her, embrace her and keep her tucked away in his chest. Towher did just that for him but a little differently but he was thankful. He rest his head on her as well whilst also trying not to disturb her. For a while he stayed that way with her, loving the embrace before he finally spoke up. 

"Aye, Towhee. I'm so sorry to hear. Do you know how far? Would you like me to go with you on your visits?" He was worried, Rye had heard about Blackfeathers and how much of bad news they were. He had thoughts of a war brewing, how volatile? How many deaths would follow? "What does Blackfeather being seen mean? Is war not far behind them?" A surge of protectiveness pulsed through his body, he would fight for Towhee. Fight like hell. Damn his feelings were coming back full force but screw it. 'What do we want? A girl worth fighting fooooor'