Sun Mote Copse driving alone in my car

Broncor was vaguely aware of the fact that something had happened to cause his mother grief, as she'd handed over her morning patrol to him- and he set out soon thereafter. Without asking any questions, the young male made his way to the borders, hoping to find a snack along the way so that he could knock two tasks off his list at once- but found his attention directed toward the edge of the packlands that bordered an open meadow, as he was summoned by a few breathy calls. 


Though he'd hoped to intercept the stranger on his own, Towhee had beat him to the chase, and was already approaching the female by the time Bronco caught sight of her. He caught up swiftly, in time to hear her greeting, but Bronco- ever the jester, when he wanted to be- was quick to join in and ease any tension that Towhee's authoritative presence might have created. "'Specially your name," He said, his tone much more inviting. "Just so I don't ever forget it," He said, with a wink.