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Originally Posted by Raven & Co

Bella could definitively feel his cheeks heating up a tad, after all, she had passed her tail over them as she had pressed up against his strong build, she shut her eyes for a tad, enjoying the tom's somehow soft fur against her own, she just couldn't get over how kind and unique this tom was, from what she had been told by a loner she had met while she tried to find a den the day before, she was told that they were dangerous and all that, that wasn't true, that didn't look nor sound little Goldenfur.

The calico listened intently to the tom's voice, she gave a nod as he spoke about an attacker being relentless, she honestly wouldn't want to face a cat like that, but, she probably would one day, her gaze met his and she started thinking about how she would just roll out of the way, after all, whenever she played, she did end up rolling around, giving another nod as he asked if she wanted to practice the, why wouldn't she? She got into position. "So... Are you gonna 'attack' me?" She asked with a cute smile, she was already placing most of her weight on her left side to roll out of the tom's range of attack if he was gonna attack, that is.

Goldeneye stood there for a moment, thinking of how happy he was for the current moment. He lived Bella, he couldn't deny that, and it was good to know she loved him as well. He was still blushing, honestly, that didn't go away, at least for awhile, his pelt still hot. This was his apprentice for now, and she was also an ex-kittypet, maybe not the best cat to be head-over-paws for according to the warrior code. He realized that was one of the things that he would need to teach her, but he could do that later, as, for now, he wanted to see what the she-cat did.

He blinked as he heard Bella ask if he was going to attack her. Honestly, he didn't think of it that made, and, for whatever reason, that made things slightly more difficult. "S-Sure," he stammered awkwardly, not exactly wanting to do that, though he went with it, he wouldn't unsheath his claws, he hadn't done that by accident since he was a kit, taking a deep breath in, before he stood across from Bella, taking a deep breath in, before he started to attack her. Swiping towards her with sheathed paws, aiming for her chest, a place he knew was slightly more weak then other parts.