Their little whispers would cause Isolde's stomach to tingle with a deeper emotion, she'd hold her breath as she listened to the soft words. They might not have been logical but they would make perfect sense in Isolde's mind. Her happiness really couldn't be but into words with much ease, her feelings were just as elusive and rampant. Of course the silly words would bring forth a quiet giggle as she kissed at Othello's pale ear. A similar question would be posed, her soft tone filling with more than just curiosity.
Isolde would take in the sweet scent of the she wolf surrounding her, the warmth she felt as well as the feeling of completeness that overtook her. She knew she'd hadn't been this kind of happy in a very long time, if ever. She'd take in a deep breath, her peace evident as she answered. "Unimaginably happy," Sh'ed whisper, nuzzling Othello's cheek as she said it her eyes closed softly as she simply enjoyed being there. <.center>
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