Firefly Glen Could it be, this misery will suffice

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Feisty feisty feisty. As soon as Mal attempted to clip a leash onto his daughter's proverbial collar she began to rebel against him, making claims that led Bronco to believe that this wasn't simply a one-time thing. She implied that this wasn't the first time he'd had to step in and intervene with her grand schemes, and Bronco raised an eyebrow at the young, high-strung girl. She certainly had a set of pipes on her, and a flair for being over-dramatic. Mal's claim that her behavior was unusual fell flat, given just how expert Nuala seemed to be at pitching a fit. Bronco had three younger sisters- he'd seen first hand just how loud, screechy and vicious they could get when they didn't get their way.

Of course, if he'd known that Nuala was actually a cousin of his, he might have been even less surprised.

Still, her plea warmed his heart a little bit, and it showed. Part of him- the part that judged the man for siring litters with more than one woman- wanted to antagonize Mal, and to offer the girl a tour, to give in to her request, and let her pal around with them. Part of him wanted to take Miriam and Liliana away from him too, so that they could have a happy home in the Glen. But he knew that he was probably just resentful because he was stressed, and in pain. He didn't want Mal's help, and he certainly didn't want to meet the other woman he'd chosen to have children with, whether or not she was a medic.

“Thanks; but we have a medic. I'll be fine.” He said, a little tonelessly. He would find Fennec later, though he knew the wounds were simply superficial. He wasn't sure about how Antares felt about the entire situation, but he wanted to get rid of the badger carcass, and then resume his patrol so that something similar couldn't happen again. That meant sending the Neverwinter couple back to their pack. Since it seemed like Nuala was at least paying attention to him, he figured he might have some influence in persuading her. “As you're from Neverwinter, we respect you as our neighbour; but we don't take in runaways.” He said softly. “You'll be going home now,” He reiterated, before he stepped back, and gave a nod to Mal. He didn't care how he got Nuala to leave, just as long as he left now, and took her with him.