Hideaway Strath Futha.

Instant no, okay, that was cool. "Nothing, forget it." Quick dismissal, and if she pressed for answers, well, she would receive none. Rye wanted to move on to better things, like the blind pup, Towhee never did answer him. "Anyway, the blind pup, how is she doing?" There was hope Towhee would ramble on about it, and prayer that it would stay like that. Speaking of pups, did Towhee want any? Could she really no have them? Perhabs his assumptions were hasty but then again, the evidence she provided told him otherwise. He couldn't just ask her plainly, so asking sneakily would have to do the trick. But how?