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She sincerely doubted there was any risk of a physical altercation, though instead of reassuring Rye about this, her grin turned wolfish and she replied, -"Good thing I'm deaf, huh? But I'll take good care of you."- She stretched out a foreleg and patted him in a there, there sort of way, a mischievous fire burning in her eyes.

If her joke affected Rye in any way, he didn't show it (much). He ran with it and Towhee bobbed her head. -"Exactly. They can't be mad at you for following your heart. It's not like you can help that you're crazily in love with me."- Now she smirked.

Only slightly more seriously, she observed, -"You know, telling them that might really, actually work: they'll be so surprised, they won't know how to react. I actually worry that they might both stroke out at the idea of someone falling for me."- Once more, she huffed a laugh, her tail twitching despite the self-deprecation.

-"Anyway, before you go back there and do the thing, would you like to meet anyone else from the grove? Maybe my brother? Have you met Phox before?"- They'd both been in Redhawks, although that didn't necessarily mean they were well acquainted.