Sun Mote Copse cannot help you now

Y'all can skippity-skip Bronco if at any point it's the two of ye online, spreeing. :3

Bronco'd taken a chance to glance over at Savaktuk while he'd signed to Towhee- and was relieved that he didn't see a look of disdain or judgement. Instead, if anything else, he looked interested in their form of communication, and potentially intrigued by the notion of a pack having a silent, exclusive language. He was pleased; he'd been taught to speak ptero as fluidly as he spoke English, and was proud to have been given access to a language which had such expressive qualities. Especially the profane leg of the vocabulary. 

He remained silent, and allowed Towhee and Savaktuk to communicate- and was pleased to see that at least thus far, Towhee seemed content. He worried for a moment when she asked about another name- knowing that at times, a family connection meant more strife than anything. But for the meantime, he'd remain quiet and vigilant at his Regent's side.