Firefly Glen Swift

THAT IS SO CUTE. And very much them, lookit the big grin on his face hehehe. 
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Her body language was as simple to read as a picture book, and her energy was boundless and infectious. Bronco watched her with gleaming eyes, holding himself as still and statuesque as he could for a moment as she stepped forward, slipping daringly into his reach with a couple playful snaps of her jaws. His fluffy ears swivelled and tilted toward her in interest but he found himself gobsmacked with shock and bashfulness when she joked with him. Perhaps he wasn't the most couth individual in the world, and perhaps he simply hadn't learned how to respond to such blatant flirtation- but that definitely didn't mean he didn't like it. He loved it- he simply had no real idea of how to respond to it, and ended up lagging slightly as he spluttered, trying to come up with something that made him look dashing and cool. So when she slid alongside him and pressed her muzzle into the fur of his neck- tugging at a mouthful of his scruff, he completely lost his grip on reality and melted a little bit.

He couldn't come up with anything. Total brainfart.

It took a couple seconds for him to recover, like a computer that needed to be forced into a reboot before he could function properly again. He bounded after her, already several paces behind, uttering a guttural growl as he finally got some of his focus back, and launched himself after her.