Sun Mote Copse time makes you bolder

Bronco was wounded deeply by Fennec's words. He shook his head, and clenched his teeth together once he realized that he was dangerously close to trembling. He wasn't sure why this bothered him so much- but grief was something known to come in waves, and he felt the hurt and loss bubble up and settle into a burning lump of coal in his throat. Did she really have no idea how much it had hurt to realize that Nellie had run away, after Colt had died? Was she not aware of the fact that even after her return, Nellie had still caused a rift in what was left of their family?

He opened his mouth to speak but Fennec whirled, and was off. He took a few hasty steps after her- but stumbled. He coughed, trying to free up the knot that had settled into his through, and found himself wrecked under a new surge of grief, which caught him completely off guard. Not wanting anyone to see or hear whatever way the renewed damage fought its way to the surface, Bronco tucked his tail, and scurried back to his den, where he hid himself away, overwhelmed, and fretted until he finally passed out.