Sun Mote Copse cannot help you now

His own expression lifted when he heard the male emit a sound not unlike laughter, though it did seem like he wanted to keep it in check. Even that small amount of proof that there was something jovial within Savaktuk made Bronco feel a bit more at ease. He would need to have a sense of humour if he hoped to have any chance of surviving with the four children in the pack.

"They're right good kids," He went on to say, a fond smile coming across his lips. He likely would have gone on to detail the kids more had he not heard the sound of someone approaching, and glanced over his shoulder just in time to see Towee striding up toward his side, with that regal, flowy stride that she, Niamh and Wraen seemed to have perfected. Bronco was well aware that he tended to bob his head when he walked, which might've seemed somewhat ungainly- but at least he wasn't a leader, so the expectations for him were lesser. 

He was quiet for a moment, to let Towhee check the newcomer out before he turned slightly, putting himself in a position where he knew his gestures would be caught in the fierce glint of Towhee's side-eye.

-This is Savaktuk. Hunter, fighter, man of few words- he signed, knowing full well that Savaktuk would likely not understand what he was saying, though some of the signs didn't take a geniustot understand. -But I like him better than Samantha.- He said, with a bit of a shrug. He was definitely an improvement over Samantha. To Savaktuk he then turned. "This is Towhee, our Regent. You c'n say a few words about yourself if you want- just speak clearly an' don't mutter." He said. Somehow, he figured that Savaktuk would probably be one of the easiest wolves for Towhee to lip-read. He said so little, and despite his accent, spoke so clearly.[/b][/i]