Firefly Glen missed

Bronco's fair expression faded when the female concluded that shed be glad to have his company, but inferring mostly that her relief came from knowing she would have someone to watch over her. He hated knowing that wolves couldn't freely roam, hunt, or explore through the neutral territories in the area for fear that they might get attacked. While Vallkyrie looked healthy, and was quite tall, Bronco took a moment to size her up and figured that even he might be able to best her in a spar, simply due to the blessing of muscle and size he'd received inherently. 

"Not at all," He said, reassuringly, with a shake of his muzzle. It would be left unsaid, of course, but the ebony female had very striking looks- and a sharpness about her features that Bronco found very alluring; so to watch her would be nothing difficult for the young man who could hardly take his eyes off her already. Being a civil creature and in loathe of causing her discomfort, Bronco tempered his gaze and sent it past her, into the misty grasslands, watching for any sign of movements. "I can keep my eye ouy for...Whoever it is we're looking for, too?" He asked. "It's not...Miriam, is it? I helped her find her way home like...A week ago, at least," He said. 

But when she brought up the other dangers in the area, he nodded. "I've heard about a number of them," He said. "Nothing new, but- in the interest of making sure both our packs are up-to-date, mind telling me what you know, an' I'll tell you what I know?" He asked. Realizing she might then start to suspect he was something of a spy, he backtracked a step or two. "I can go first, if you want. An' I'm Bronco," He said, realizing he hadn't yet introduced himself.