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He too chuckled as the feather’s quill tickled him behind his ear, and just when she proclaimed it a failure he lifted his head back and sneezed loudly. ”Ouf. Bless me!” He apologized. He sniffed as she fretted about the feather but Bronco had a trick up his…Leg hair?

He turned his head away and sucked at his cheeks. He lifted a paw and as quietly as he could, drooled a thick puddle of saliva onto his paw pad. He smeared it in the dirt, and lifted up his paw again, now covered in a paste of spit and dirt. To save her from having to deal with it, he lowered his head and smeared the mud from the top of his forehead over the stump of an ear, and behind. ”Try now- it should stick in the mud,” he said, lowering his chin again. It didn’t even cross his mind that Shenanigans might be grossed out by the method- his sister Alyx certainly would have had absolutely NOTHING to do with him if she’d seen him do that- but if it worked, then it was one more problem solved.