He tells her "ooh love".
Soft and gentle she was, vulnerable too. But she had nothing to fear as she had her personal guardian. Only in rare cases like this one she ventured further away from Kharon’s side. And then there was Reilly too and it would surprise her if mother wouldn’t step in to keep her safe. Not that the lavender and white girl was aware of the dangers in the world. All she knew was Ischia, mother, Reilly and Kharon. Now she knew father too.
With a step in his direction Kylin reaches out, letting her muzzle explore his face. From his muzzle towards his nose, then up to his cheek and if he would only lower his head she would be able to reach higher too. He feels different, but that doesn’t scare her, if only it makes her more curious. ”I like him too” she says softly, nodding her head in agreement and also in approval of his claim. For a moment she hesitates. The water thing was something she shared with Kharon, but for father she could make an exception, right?
She does not evade the water droplets that spat in her direction. For a moment her hazel gaze just stares up at him, blinking a few times, before a smile curls up the corners of her lips. Then she starts giggling softly, not forced, but genuine. Kylin moves after him, first hesitant and with calm steps, but it is only seconds later that she trots onto the water. Indeed, on the water, but stomping her hooves as she passes him by.
Kylin does not stop there and instead gallops further onto sea. A big grin curls up her lips and her ears pin forward. She slows a little, only to bend her neck to glance back at his much larger for, trying to see if he was catching up or not.
