Embrace of Dawn

She never wanted to leave this moment. Even in the grip of sleep still, she felt completely at peace. She breathed in Crucifix's scent, her own smell lingering with his. They were entwined even now, and she never wanted to part from him. Love? Maybe. It was too soon to dabble with that thought. She was happy, that was for sure, and why would she want to leave someone you happy? Nonsense, that is what that was. Then the sleepy Ello wondered what Crucifix even did in his spare time. They had hardly spoken and just gotten right down to the dirty stuff. But in the light of dawn, maybe they could stay and chat for awhile.

Othello hummed softly when the brute told her that she could take her time. Slowly she pulled back her head, rolling her neck slightly so that her one eye was gazing up at him. She was pleased to find that he was watching her, his single claw tickling the fur on her back. Her eyes seemed guarded for a moment, and while she didn't grow stiff this time, she just looked worried. She had not even thought to ask if she was bothering him, taking his time from something that he needed to do. "I'm not being a bother, am I?" She asked softly, her one-eyed gaze searching his face. "If you have to go somewhere, don't let me hold you up." Her voice was small, unsure. She had been a pain to everyone in the past, she didn't want to hold up the one being she cared about.

Growing more and more panicked, Othello knew that she needed to calm down before her emotions grew wild. But her breathing was starting to become uneven, her eyes wide and wet. What if Cru never wanted to see her after this? She quickly buried her face in his chest again, trying to hide her emotions from him. She savored his scent, committed it to memory. And then before she knew it, she opened her maw and blurted something out that she regretted. "Will you stay with me?" Othello had never wanted to put Crucifix in that position, it wasn't fair of her to ask that of him. But it was too late, she couldn't take back her words.

She felt like she were eating at her insides with worry, her tail squeezing Cru's slightly. Her paw that rested flat on the earth bit into the soft flesh of the forest floor, a tiny whine slipping out of her maw. There was so much that his male didn't know about her. In the safety of the moonlight she was a powerful temptress. But the sunlight hid nothing, it shone right on her. She was crazy, no one could ever want her. She was kidding herself to think that Crucifix would even want to stay by her side. Who wanted to take on a burden like her? No one...