Mudminnow River a tall drink

Perhaps it was optomism that set him on the futile task of drinking from a muddy river. And even if it wasn't, optomism did keep him there for the fish. He'd plucked his second one now when the scent of another came to him followed immediately by a voice. Hyacinth winced privately, half cursing himself for the lack of attention to his surroundings.

He was in new lands, being oblivious was never wise.

Condor though (a name he didn't know just yet) didn't seem the type to take advantage of the situation. Not on first appearances, which he knew could be decieving but often went by anyway. Hya, perhaps foolishly, liked to assume the good in others. Plus, having confidence in his own defenses made him less jumpy. More approachable. It was his lack of social graces that made him awkward. Hya turned to meet his new companions pink gaze, offering a tight lipped smile he assumed was friendly along with a gentle nod. The bow he recieved was...unusual for him...but he tried to play it off by not reacting.

"Well, I was hoping for a drink. But seems all this river has to really offer is fish." His forest gaze cast down sideways toward the pair of fish he'd managed to secure, pinned beneath his paw but still wiggling with dying hope. Hya kept his face pointed toward Condor, only dipping his head slightly in reference to them. "Not that I'm complaining..." Suddenly his eyes widened, just a touch, as if a thought had dawned on him. "You wouldn't happen to live around here, do you?" 

Similar to Condor, he too was wondering if he could gleam a bit of information off this new companion.