Sun Mote Copse If you stand for nothing, Burr, what'll you fall for?

The prize? He gawked at her with a sort of incredulous side-eye, one ear rased, as she confessed that she wanted to be Wraen's advisor. "Wha, advise the sovereign?" He asked, not exactly figuring that someone who highly rankes would need to take advice from little hornbills for a start, pardon the Disney reference. But with the reference made to Finley, Bronco was silenced, and ne nodded in resignation. There was no questioning it- though their mother was probably the pack's most violent and angry wolf, there was a certain bad-assery about Finley that impressed Bronco into silence every time. "Dayum. Yeah, Finley's pretty awesome," He admitted candidly. 

Her next expression made Bronco chuckle, and he rolled over onto his back, curling his front legs to his chest so he could still look down his nose at Nellie without actually looking down  at her. You know what they say, though," He said, and reached out to playfully boop Nellie on the nose. "Jack of all trades, master of nadda," He said, cackling, and reached up, then, to throw his forelimbs around Nellie's neck in a playful invitation to wrestle.