Sun Mote Copse A concatenation of locusts

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Bronco sneezed as his sniffing along the borders made him nearly inhale a few tufts from a dead dandelion. He lifted his head to see if there was anything else in the area that might've heard him- as surely he would've made a rabbit or a deer bolt- and at first, he missed the fawn-coloured female who stood stock-still, ears cupped forward and nose quivering. It was only once he'd lowered his head again to continue sniffing around that the image of those two faded blue eyes, and large ears came into his mind's eye, and he lifted his head again, mostly prepared to see nothing at all- when his eyes landed upon the vacant gaze of the female. 

He startled, exhaling his breath sharply and side-stepping quickly, the fur along the nape of his neck bristling as the pre-teen defensively lowered his centre of gravity and pointed his vulnerable haunches away from the stranger. He gazed at her for a moment with an accusational glare- and prepared to launch into a defensive flurry, as this female was a stranger, and she was probably trespassing- but then he remembered. His Mom had mentioned that they had a new addition to their pack- someone his age; supposedly, this new addition was Towhee's kid. 

"Who're you?" He called out, an edge of accusation to his voice. He still wasn't one hundred percent sure if this stranger was indeed their newest member, or if she was simply trespassing. Just a little bit of him hoped for the latter- as she looked like a wolf he could easily handle.