Firefly Glen you were a child crawling on your knees toward him.

He didn't even flick an ear back to respond to Figment's plea, as he honed in directly on his cousin who merely stood, relaxed and couth, and unwilling to either run away or stand against him. He used the point of his shoulder to knock Penn over and the silver dagger went down easily and in a moment, he was pinned, with Bronco standing over him, tail raised and fangs bared. A moment later, Figment was nearer, and asked a question he punctuated with a growl; it was surprising just how angry Penn could make him simply by laughing at him. He thought he was a wolf with thick skin but...Apparently not, not when it came to his snarky cousin. 

He tried to weasel his way out with an excuse but Bronco only growled louder and snapped his jaws together inches from the end of Penn's muzzle. Dipping his head toward his cousin's ear so he could stare him in the eye, he snarled "Answer the fucking question, Penn." And in case he tried to appeal to Figment again, Bronco pressed down against Penn, hoping to squeeze his breath just enough to make him wheeze. "I'm not letting you up until you do." He said darkly, before he released the pressure, but remained where he was, ready to grab Penn and shake the daylights out of him whenever it became necessary.