Sun Mote Copse Plasma storm.

AHUHUHUH childish humour. okay :)

Bronco raised his chin indignantly when Towhee tried to blame the fart on him when he knew they both knew it'd been Meerkat that'd been the one to fire the missile. He rolled his eyes and tossed his head handsomely, to display how offended that he was she'd even think such a thing, but of course he knew that he was likely capable of such a stench- or worse- himself. She mentioned going off to find the others...But as per usual, he decided to stick with his little sister. She was well within the borders, of course, but he still didn't want her to be left there, snoozing by her lonesome. 

-I think I'll stick with Meerk. It's gotta be faded by now.- He said, reaching out to touch his nose gently to Towhee's cheek, in a respectful but friendly gesture. -Thanks for the talk, though, uhm, Towhee,- He said, and he gave her a somewhat sheepish grin before he turned and trotted back toward Meerkat. 

He returned to the area where Meerkat continued to slumber away- but couldn't come within a few feet of her without gagging. "Ohgod" He said, and tried approaching her from another angle- as though perhaps the breeze might've blown some of the stink away, but it hadn't. In fact, it seemed even worse from that side. He gagged loudly. "Ohgodno" He said. But it pained him to think he couldn't just get over the smell of a little fart to keep his sister protected- so he circled around her, held his breath, and snuck closer- but eventually, had to take a breath. "ImsosorryIcantdothis" He squeaked softly- and after giving his slumbering sister one last, apologetic look, he tucked his tail and bolted after Towhee.