Sun Mote Copse Comanche

Bronco wasn't perhaps the best guardian, being that he had a one-track mind and would focus mostly on his sense of smell or his sense of sight, but being as distracted as he was, his attention was finally split between the two as he roved along. It seemed like the moment Sugar set eyes upon him, he happened to lift his head to see her, frozen, gawking at him. His ears flattened- but not angrily, more in surprise than anything else, and in a means to make himself look less daunting, as the fear in her jet eyes told him that she still was not ready to see him. 

"Shug," He called softly, but she'd already turned and begun to head away, so he began to follow, not knowing any better. In his opinion, whatever she'd been through, it hadn't been his fault, so she shouldn't be taking this out on him. "Shug, wait up," He called out, hastening his pace a little bit, hoping to get a bit of an edge should she choose to run away from him.