Sun Mote Copse Comanche

"I know you can, take care of yourself," Bronco said, practically whining, because the more she insisted that he leave her alone- without giving him a fitting reason- the more he felt that she was just trying to ditch him, and he didn't appreciate that. "But c'mon, I mean...Avery? What're you lookin' for her for?" He asked somewhat skeptically. Avery was fun and all- but she was meek, quiet...Playful when she wanted to be, but wasn't he enough? Hadn't he and Sugar been tight friends, and weren't they more alike? Even though he didn't like flowers, he'd helped her gather herbs, and even though he didn't have the same imagination she had, he'd still indulged her and her talk of dragons. 

He stepped forward and gestured with another flick of his chin. The depth and meaning behind her gaze was noticed- but lost on the boy who rolled his eyes and ignored her very loud body language in a very unsympathetic way, even though it wasn't the effect he intended to have. "C'mon, Shug, what's goin' on?"