Luke smiled and watched her blush, "Ooo..." He cooed, "I made you blush" He reached out and licked her face with his soft pink tongue. "I'm gonna make you blush even more". He smiled and stretched, then he scratched his antlers on the tree nearest him.
Belle smiled, "I'm 6, turning seven next month." She smiled, thinking 'that isn't too much of an age difference'. She smiled at his carefulness, "I'm not gonna run now. I like you. You're a friend. And, if any other bucks come along, you can keep them away." She smiled hopefully at him, hoping he would accept her friendship.



