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Now that he had his little, brindled target on the run again, Bronco made a good show of it, huffing and puffing and roaring in a voice which sounded absolutely nothing like his own- and as he ran he lumbered, stomping his feet heavily against the ground. Given the fact that Meerkat was slower than he was, he was able to put on these theatrics whilst still giving chase, gnashing his jaws together and thrashing his head like some kind of feral beast. 

When Meerkat chanced a glance at him, he roared, sticking his tongue out and shaking his head wildly from side to side, sending spittle flying in every direction. It made him dizzy though, so he had to stop- and by the time he did, he had to pile on the brakes to avoid running right over Meerkat, who had tripped again and lay gasping on the ground. Dramatically, he flopped down onto one shoulder, landing heavily enough to cause himself to grunt, and came to a sliding stop just in time to reach out and grab Meerkat and pull her in toward his chest where he- oblivious to her distress- began to nibble at the fur of her nape with a hardly ferocious "OMNOMNOMNOMNOM"