Sun Mote Copse Caraway Tea

Time had allowed Bronco to take his focus off himself, and his change in attitude had seemingly come somewhere around when his sister had returned. He still missed Sugar Glider- but was beginning to see that not all who left, never came back. His instincts pushed him toward hunting and patrolling, and he found that with the increasing amount of responsibility he was given, the happier he felt. Growing up had its challenges of course- and Bronco was by no means perfect- but he had at least matured through his sour phase. 

He was curious to see what Wraen would have to say about his weaknesses- and in the end, he didn't feel like she'd really answered his question...Until she began to give him guidance about how to be involved with packmates. Without saying it, of course, she turned his memory to the incident with Elfie, and he realized then that he was still harbouring a good deal of resentment within him, for Elfie's selfish actions. He felt similarly about Penn, who was kind of fun to taunt, and easy to push around...And he realized that he did still have a bunch of weaknesses when it came to treating his packmates fairly. 

"I think I definitely turn into a jerk sometimes," He admitted, with a shrug, though it wasn't meant to make him look any less ashamed of his feelings and actions. "I just...Don't get along with everyone, all the time, 'specially not when they're inconsiderate." He said. "An' what're you supposed to do then, when someone does something that's stupid?" He asked. He'd only ever learned, from his mother of course, that you could shout and beat stupid down- and that it felt good to do that...But he was beginning to get the feeling that perhaps that wasn't the best way to handle an interaction that made him frustrated.