Firefly Glen One Hand, One Heart

Okay. So she'd looked like she might've been sort of stalking him before- but her cheshire question definitely made her look super suspicious, and Bronco laughed- a horseish, nervous sound, as he continued to back away from her the way he might back away from a coiled snake. He didn't want to make any sudden movements. His ears flicked forward and back, uncertain. He didn't want to be backing away from Fennec- preferred for her to be basically as close as possible. But she looked like she intended to trounce him, and trouncing was very different from a snuggle-pounce. 

"Ahuhuh," His voice cracked lightly. Fleetingly, he wondered if she was enjoying making him nervous...She probably was. Well, then that wasn't so bad. He could probably withstand a few tackles, and getting stalked like this, if it really made her happy...But that didn't mean it didn't still make him slightly nervous, not knowing how she'd hit him. "Nuh-uh, you can't play coy, I'm not that dumb, I see what you're doin' I know what you're doin' Fennec, I'm totally onto you-"