[Bella~]

Originally Posted by Noire

Coldhearted perked his ears, and for a second he only stared at her, admiring the steady of her calm state. For once she wasn't bouncing around. She looked calm. Calmer than he was, in fact. That was a good thing? He had come to love the boisterous, sweet mannered she cat that was his best friend. Though she were still his best friend, he now knew that she was much more than just his best friend. She was his mate. And, the tom knew it was his job to love her no matter who or what finds their relationship troubling. The tom offered a quick lick to the she cat's cheek before untangling himself from her. There was a growl in his stomach no doubt, and he was ready to score down a meal. "Want to get something to share?" He asked her, getting up to his paws, his limp seemingly invisible but still aches. Yet he refused to go to the medicine cat.

She nodded "Yeah, that sounds nice..." She grinned and stood up as Well. She bounced forward and after him. She beamed all the way and leaned into him. She gave him an affectionate lick on his forearm