Firefly Glen Copacabana

Bronco waited, should the flirtatious breeze bring another whiff of the stranger's scent to him- but instead, on the breeze rose the sound of another voice, causing Bronco to flinch yet again. He glanced over his shoulder to see if any of the birds he'd scented took flight- but even in the darkness he saw no sign of them rising above the grasses. He exhaled a soft sigh, glad that despite two howls, they hadn't spooked the birds from their hiding place. His relief seemed to cause him to forget about the scent he thought he'd caught, and the arrival of yet another hunting partner was enough to ease his worry. Between the two of them, Meerkat would be kept safe. Maybe the scent he'd caught had been a fluke. 

He moved to Meerkat's side then, no longer spooked by the stranger's scent, and nuzzled her cheek. -We'll scare up some partridges no problem with Hydra's help,- He signed. -By now all their chicks from this year'd be grown up...So they won't do the 'broken wing' gag they do to distract hunters from their chicks. Once we flush one of 'em, all of them will go up in a big flurry.- He said. -We gotta get as close as we can, and then dash in. Try to catch one before it gets too high in the air.- He said, hoping to pass some advice on to his younger sister, and looked up just in time to see their new Alpha approach.