Hideaway Strath Did you think that money was heaven sent?

If I messed up the post order lemme know!

It wasn't long before a familiar face appeared from the woods, Towhee. A part of Ryes' stomach flipped and left a bitter taste in his mouth. Painful reminders too shape in his mind but he ushered them awake quickly, not wanting to spoil anything. He greeted her with a smile, though forced, he tried to mean it. However any semblance of a smile left his muzzle once he heard the tone of his leaders voice. He didn't like it, he got a little heated and wanted to question what had her in such a mood. He bit his tongue however, knowing if he let his mind speak, it would only be worse for Effie. 

"Towhee, this is Effie. Effie, Towhee." Rye looked at Towhee, and pleaded with his eyes to play nice. He didn't expect Effie to get immediate approval but he expected a fair assessment.