misery loves company [othello]

Her dearest words reached out to her, making her ears flicker as she grinned into her fur. She wanted to pull back to look at her darling face, but she was getting soft kisses and calming grooms on the side of her neck. Rumbling, she nibbled softly on the skin closest of Othello, Islode's neck getting covered in gentle little nibbles. Ears pulled back ever so slightly, a faint sniffle heard as she had so many emotions wrapped in her brain. Mumbling sweet little nothings to her little fawn, she buried herself further into her coat. Othello wanted to be consumed by her, to lose herself in her spotted coat and chocolate eyes. "Oh my little fawn." She whispered, tongue snaking out to coat the little bits in a sweet kiss, as if to make the pain go away. Heat pooled off Othello's bodice, wrapping them both up in a warm blanket even as the sun set. The cave was plunged into darkness, but that didn't matter. Her eyes had been adjusting as the sun grew dimmer, and all she needed to see was the woman before her, and she was covered in her white and tan fur anyways.