Sun Mote Copse driving alone in my car

"Uhhhhhh....Yeah," Bronco confirmed, but his words fell on (literally) deaf ears as Towhee repeated the name slowly, and then burst into a laughing fit that spooked him slightly. He attempted a small chuckle, cracking an awkward, confused smile, as Towhee milled about on the ground still laughing. She'd ignored what he'd said, so he gave her a moment to laugh, as he gazed down at the scruff at the nape of her neck which ruffled with each breath she drew and subsequently exhaled. 

And, well, boys will be boys. And what he'd learned from his mother and Towhee in training was that the element of surprise was the best way to launch an attack. So he did. 

It meant a more awkward positioning than anything else, but he pounced Towhee with a playful growl, hollering something along the lines of "SNEAKATACKGOTCHABITCH!!" (something inevitably gleaned from his mother) before he attempted to pounce directly on top of one of his best mentors and grab her by the dark fur around the nape of her neck.