Moonspear Handle me with care

He watched the bear as it continued to gallope away, turning to show its brownish muzzle as it glanced over its shoulder, which earned it another volley of threats from Bronco, who imagined the creature might take their show of mercy, use its common sense, and wander away without any plans to return. He'd gone a few paces more than Osiris had, but in a matter of strides he also slid to a stop, watching it disappear into the field with his tail curled and lips pursed. But, in seeing no sign that it felt inclined to meander around in the area, his tail slowly began to wave, and he bounded back toward Osiris with big, ungainly hops, buoyed by their success. 

He uttered a happy roorooroo sound, intended to compliment Osiris before he bounded toward the other male and slid to a sudden stop just an inch or two from the male's face, should he not bound backwards. Breath huffing from the exertion, he paused to touch the tip of his nose to Osiris' muzzle, staying there for just a moment- before he sped off, clearly possessed by a case of the zoomies.