Dahozhoni Meadow runnin'

If it had not been for the lack of tall white stockings, Bruno might think he was looking at a carbon copy of himself. Not only that, but the other guy appears to have a couple of years on him. He does not look particularly friendly, either. Then again, was Bruno particularly friendly? That probably would not be how anybody back home would describe him.
Feeling brave—or stupid—or both—Bruno puffs his own chest out, and his tail levels out rather than tucking under. They stand on neutral ground here, and Bruno wishes to make that clear.