Firefly Glen missed

Bronco gazed at the fine-featured woman fondly as she reached out to touch his shoulder, and felt some of the fur along the nape of his neck prickle and lift, though he hoped it might not show. Like her, he shook his pelt out, to disguise the lifting of his hackles to much success; his wet fur stuck out at all ends, making him look somewhat like a wolf/hedgehog cross. "Ah, that must be it," He conceded warmly, welcome to the idea that twins might share some sort of super-power that allowed them to stay connected, even when they were apart. He liked to think Alyx and Quetzal would be the same- though he hoped they'd never have to be separated to find that out. 

He flicked his tail, eyeing her with a somewhat ravenous look as she smirked at him. He tilted his chin up and strode toward her, brushing his shoulder against hers. "You can lead me," He said, "But only if you catch me!" He said. Hastily, he swooped toward her, aiming to plant a kiss on her cheek before he bounded off on a diagonal, watching with a cheshire grin for her reaction.