Hideaway Strath tap the vein that bleeds

He hadn't anticipated actual concern from the stranger, so the slew of questions were mostly met with a growing uncertainty in his expression, and then - shit - there was Phox. So much for the lie, he couldn't uphold something with that much depth if one of the leaders was right here. It would screw with his plans. The situation was backfiring. If he had more time to really milk the situation, Dingo would've played it up with a deepening of the lie; however, with the arrival of the soon-to-be kilnova there was little Dingo could do but say, uhh, psyche!

Thus he donned his usual shit-eating-grin and let out a booming laugh; it was forced, and it was obvious it was forced, and he just kind of went with that. She's fine. The kids are actually not her's, they're her brothers. Phox, he motioned to the dark-furred wolf that had joined them, this is --- some guy asking after your sister. Again. Maybe he could deflect from the failed lie by redirecting everyone's attention to the fact Towhee was some kind of boy magnet.