Cedar Sweep We opened a door (we shouldn't have).

Boring business crap? Bronco's ears fell a bit when he heard that. This implied not only that Towhee wasn't here to discuss something exciting, but also the fact that she was assuming he wouldn't take an interest in whatever business she had with his Mom. It was like being sent out to play on the playground by himself so the adults could chit-chat and laugh and talk about things they liked, without having to include him. He doubted, slightly, that Towhee'd only come for business. He suspected, instead, that she'd come to see Niamh and to hang out with her. He felt slightly jealous- and ashamed of the fact that he hadn't even really called for his mother yet- but he figured Towhee was at least being polite in the way she was trying to send him off so she and Niamh could talk, so he bobbed his head in agreement. 

He haphazardly thumped his paw against hers, and couldn't hold back a small, crooked smile when she gave him a nickname. It cheered him up a bit, to think that Towhee might actually think he was kind of cool. He tried to hide his disappointment, and lifted his chin a bit. "Have fun talking boring adult shit with my -cock gobbler- Mom," He drawled. It was probably stepping over a line, for him to call his own mother such a thing- so he hastily added. "See you later, [i]-Dingus-"! He spoke and signed enthusiastically, before he sped off, so as to avoid any reprecussions for having called his Mom a 'cock gobbler.' 

About 10 minutes later, he'd remember that he hadn't actually called for his Mom- and only then would he cal out for her, telling her to go to the borders where he'd left Towhee behind. Little did he know, though- his Mom would find her own way there before he'd even get around to calling out. 

Busted.