Hideaway Strath Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Going to assume they agreed to wait til morning for the tour or is this thread completely unrelated? Lemme know

 

The morning was lazy, and his body begging him to stay and sleep more but he wanted a bath. Not to mention a chance to chat with Effie, he was clueless as to where she wondered off to but he knew they would cross paths eventually. Rye rolled himself out of his grassy patch bed, and stretched his legs. After feeling all his joints pop and his muscles stretch, the male quickly went on his way to the river. Once he arrived (down the stream from Effie) he wasted no time hoping right in, cleaning his paws, jaw, neck and whatever else was mud covered. With his soaked body, Rye stood on the dryer parts of the bank and shook his entire body, ending with a tail flick. It was cold but he was willing to take the bitter with the sweet. The shake helped a ton in drying him off, although he wasn't perfectly dry, but to Rye that was natures job to finish. The sun kissed his fur with warmth through the small openings in the trees, sending shivers down his spine. 

After shaking off his water coat, he headed up stream, planning to hit the borders edge and start a patrol. His feet hit the ground in a fast pace dance of twos until he came upon Effie. He slowed down and smiled, happy to see once more. "Hey, what you got going there?" He asked, gesturing to the dandelion greens on the bank.