misery loves company [othello]

When the woman told him that Soliloquy had been kind to her, she visibly relaxed. Good, because she had been about ready to tear him a new one. Grumbling softly about men, she nuzzled the girls cheek as the anger started to leave her. If he ever truly hurt her, there would be more than just bloodshed. When Isolde commentent on life being difficult, she chuckled and tugged at her darker ears. "Would it truly be worth while of it was easy? How would we learn or grow without our struggle?" She asked, head tilting as she posed the question. They learned from their mistakes, grew from them. And how would you know just how happy a situation was if there was no misery? Purple eyes shining, a yawn broke her jaws apart as the sound echoed in their little den. Giggling, she nuzzled back into Isolde's neck. "If you didn't know sadness, you wouldn't know just how happy you are right now."