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Bronco chuckled good-naturedly at Phox's response, allowing what little disappointment he had to roll off his shoulders like water off a duck's back. -I'm cool with playing target anyway,- He said, before he added -at least until their jaws get stronger.- Naturally, being the big brother, he was basically a walking chewtoy and accepted his role as such. Like Eljay, Phox had a kind heart, and was apparently opposed to the idea of using live bait to teach the kids how to hunt. He understood that sentiment but at the same time, Bronco and his mother shared a distinct lack of empathy when it came to prey animals. He'd be mindful of Phox's wishes- but he couldn't help but feel, still, that teaching them with live bait was the best method. 

He nodded, moving in toward the fledgelings as Phox made to depart. -Cool. Thanks for the help! Catch ya around later,- He said, before he collected his kills, and returned to the densite.