Firefly Glen not giving in

He couldn't recall ever thinking poorly of Atlas. But at the moment, with the painfully obvious hairy eyeballs being tossed back and forth between Atlas and Meerkat, he felt quite uncomfortable with the notion that Atlas might be flirting with his younger sister. True- she was nearly an adult, but still on the cusp, and therefore, he sought to protect her from offering her heart to someone who might someday run off, or disappear. He was projecting his own experiences onto her, of course, but had no idea he was doing that. 

So when Atlas spoke up, Bronco did his best not to frown, and was at least somewhat relieved to see that he handed the role of leading the main approach over to Antares, rather than casting himself in that role...Until he realized that that would likely mean that Meerkat would be more comfortable joining as a flanker, or member of the second attack. It was also handing the responsibility over to Antares and Bronco wasn't sure if this was Atlas' method of ensuring that Meerkat was on his team, or his way of shirking responsibility. There was a possibility of both, he thought, unfairly. 

So when the moment came for him to make a decision for himself, he was torn. He was working toward gaining himself a trapper specialty, so he considered himself to be a capable hunter- and probably best placed with the first group to attack, as he wasn't the most subtle of all creatures. Meerkat left his side and meandered toward Atlas and he stood as though to follow her. He felt then that he might have preferred to have been assigned a role, rather than having to make a decision for himself. Meerkat didn't need his protection from turkeys. But he couldn't help but want to wedge himself somewhat between her and Atlas, as unfair as that was. 

He halted, and Meerkat continued toward Atlas. She'd be safe enough with him; these were only birds, and he felt that perhaps, this was her choice to make. Maybe she wanted to be a part of the second flank because she felt that was where she would be most useful. He, on the other hand...

He raised his gaze, and found his eyes drawn to Toad. Unassuming and cooperative, Toad was an excellent hunting partner, and had both knowledge and confidence on her side. While their first hunt together had been a very painful fluke, he felt most confident in having witnessed her skills first hand. So, he lowered his head and padded to her side, looking her to make the decision for the both of them.