Sun Mote Copse the jabberwock, with eyes of flame

She seemed to be offering guidance, something Bronco would really only accept from a select few wolves...Fortunately, Sugar was very high on the list of wolves who could actually counsel Bronco. He thought for a moment about his interests with a furrowed brow, and found himself becoming a bit more disappointed. He'd wanted to be a guardian just like his mom when he'd been younger- but now it just seemed so pedestrian. He also didn't understand why he felt the need to do something that would get him noticed- but then again, few teens are really conscious of their building angst when it first begins to hit. 

"I like sparring. But this is a peaceful pack. And my Dad got killed defending the borders. Doesn't seem like such a cool job to me." He said bleakly. "I'm hungry all the time but this famine is lame. I track every day, but there's so little to be found, that it just gets super frustrating." He said. "I kind of just want to go out somewhere...But I'd prolly just starve." He concluded.