Hideaway Strath Rad dudeski.

She took a step back as he retreated from the water, taking a seat nearby. Towhee's eyes remained fixed on him, careful to catch anything he said. When he spoke of frogs, she quirked an eyebrow. Frogs didn't sound appetizing. And she still wanted to know what color fish were on the inside, if venison was red and frog meat was white.

But... "Why don't we just go after something more standard, a rabbit or something?" she proposed. "And by we, I mean you. I'm not exactly wowed by your skills so far, now's your time to prove yourself."