Dhiren: *Eyes the two boys following his daughter home suspiciously*

Mickenzie: >>;

Remedy: -prances along beside Emma-lee happily-

Emily: ^^ Poppa, this is Mickenzie *gestures to the Siamese* and Remedy *points to the prancing LaPerm*. Both of 'em are my friends. I was wondering if you'd mind training them?

Dhiren: *tilts his ears back slightly and flicks his bushy tail* It's not that I mind, but what exactly am I training them for? *crouches down and lowers his voice so only Emily can hear* They're not going to use this training to beat the crap out of each other over you, are they?

Emily: o3o? *Poppa too? Maybe it was a boy thing, to think about things like that. She shook her head and laughed a little at his silly assuming* I don't think so, Poppa. Just, um, we can do the basics today. y'know, just to get started. Like hand-to-hand?

Mickenzie: -tail flicks a bit as he watches them and then looks to Rem and shrugs, not able to hear what her dad was saying- I ....want to protect someone. Well.. ....e-everyone I consider friends. -quietly, not really sure of Dhiren-

Remedy: -blinks a little, looking between Mickenzie and Emma-lee, and her father- Protect? -headtilt- Protect from what? Is there going to be a war? OH MY GOD are we gonna DIE? -yelps and clings to Emma-lee-

Dhiren: *raises an eyebrow as if he's not convinced, but nods and straightens just as one of the boys jumps Emily. Snorts and narrows his eyes a little at the jumpy tom* Yes... The basics seem like a good place to start, but you won't be learning any sort of combat right off. *flipping his tail tip a few times rapidly, reaches over to pluck the La'Perm from his daughter and holds him up* Before I teach any of you to throw a punch, you're going to have to learn to calm yourselves and keep a clear mind.

Emily: ^^; *pets Remedy a few times before he's pride from her waist; poor guys, the two seemed awkward in Poppa's presence. Well, he /was/ sort of intimidating, even though she knew he was really a big softie. She adjusts Caek int othe crook of her elbow* We're not dying, promise. It's good for a cat to know how to fight, 'specially if a war /does/ pop up. And Poppa's a really good fighter! He used to be a loner, so yeah.

Mickenzie: -nodsa little bit and licks his lips, watching the bigger cat carefully- A clear... mind. -thinks it over and doesn't really clicking in his head that he doesn't need to worry- ... -gathers Rem up and dusts him off-shaking his head a bit- W-we'd.... appreciate... it.

Remedy: -squeaks softly as he's pulled from Emma-lee and held up like a kitten. Man this guy was a giant to be able to pick him up! Wiggles a moment before falling still- I...dunno if I'd be any good at this, Emma. Fighting sounds hard... -looks between her and Mick and shrugs a little- At least there's not a war. Whoo. -wipes his brow-