Wheeling Gull Isle shouklaka

He meant to comfort her, though the contact only made her cry harder. Caracal was uncertain if he should pull away. If his touch was only making things worse, maybe he ought to give her her space?

“Caracal, will you kiss me?”

He genuinely didn’t expect that. His whole body went rigid as he stared at her, trying to read her expression. There was a look of naked vulnerability on her face that made his heart hurt for her.

Yeah, he breathed.

Gently, he slid his forepaws up her neck to cup either side of her jaw. He then leaned in, closing his eyes as he sweetly kissed her on the forehead.