[it's instinct, the way she slings her arms around Adora's shoulders in a loose hug, tail swishing at her back. she's STILL TRYING TO PLAY IT COOL but honestly, the redness in her cheeks and the way her ears flick back and forth happily probably gives her away]
[she reiterates, but. there's playful mischief in her voice, even though some of it is softened by the feel of Adora's face tucked warmly against her fur-lined neck. remember she has fur, Adora. don't inhale it]
[. . .]
[. . . what's that weird, pleasant rumbling noise??]
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[gently]
[like. Adora could easily just catch her in a bridal carry if she wanted to]
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And then lifts her a bit higher to press their cheeks together with a delighted, girly giggle.]
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Yeah, okay.
[CATRA. .. ]
I think that sounds neat.
[SHE THINKS]
[THAT SOUNDS NEAT]
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ADORA... SNORTS.
And then she's laughing, tucking her face into the crook of Catra's neck.]
You think it sounds neat?!
[CATRA...]
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[she reiterates, but. there's playful mischief in her voice, even though some of it is softened by the feel of Adora's face tucked warmly against her fur-lined neck. remember she has fur, Adora. don't inhale it]
[. . .]
[. . . what's that weird, pleasant rumbling noise??]
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but!!
omg!!]
It's been so long since I've heard you purr...! [gleefully]
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-- what? So, what? It's not embarrassing at all!
[CATRA WHEN YOU SOUND DEFENSIVE ABOUT IT IT IS EMBARRASSING]