Hideaway Strath 7 Deadly Sins

@Towhee!! Replies may be a little slow for a few extra days, but as of today busy life will officially begin to chill

 

Despite his preoccupation with Effie, Rye still couldn't get Towhee out of his mind. Not in the way that was to be expected, but one where he was concerned. Their last encounter was more tense than relaxed and as the days stretched on, his mind worked away at a beautiful sculpture of worry and suspicion. Worry he had done something wrong within pack rules and suspicious that Towhee was miffed about Effies arrival. Either way Ryes mouth spent most of its time contorted in different way to compliment his thoughts. He wanted to find out, the only issue was tracking the deaf female down. Detective work was needed or sheer luck.

With a grunt, Rye heafted himself up from his spot under a large tree and began jogging to the main hang out spot of the pack. His knees and back popped with each step of his foot, his body loved collecting air in between those joints. His fur coat shook with each step (especially around the shoulders) aiding in dusting himself off. His mind focused in on the sounds of his paws tapping the ground, mesmerizing and distracting it was only until he smelled the intense and bountiful scents of his packmates, did he realize he had arrived. 

He waited, watching fellow wolves pass by him in their routines, inspecting each, hoping to catch a dark haired woman passing by.