He tells her "ooh love".
Her soft laugh fills the silence around them. She nips at the side of his muzzle in a reply to his playful tug. Though the tug hadn’t been hard, she shakes her neck, tangling her white and lavender mane slightly. She has to wait a little while before she get her answer, but when she does it baffles her. ”You swam?” she repeats after him, batting her hazel eyes a bit surprised. Swimming was something she had never done, instead opting to walk over the water.
Things click then. At the lake Ivar had dipped his head under the water, to look at the very bottom of it. Kylin had followed his example, but she had been forced to resurface long before he did. Back then she hadn’t thought anything strange of it, her young mind not realising it was impossible. Not impossible, but another ability. A wide smile appears on her lips ”Then, have you been to the bottom of the lake?” she asks, for now forgotten that they were supposed to explore Ischia and not talk about the Lake they already enjoyed together.
”Ischia is like a jungle” she confirms with a nod of her head, her hazel gaze travelling to the dense vegetation that starts there where the beach ends. ”You want to see it?”
Her gaze travels back to Ivar and with a small smile she reaches out to bump his shoulder. With that she takes off, trotting through the heavy sand. Her ears twist in his direction as she bends her neck to see if he’s following her. Kylin does not stop until she reaches the first vegetation. Turning ninety degrees she turns towards Ivar, smiling widely and ears pinned forward.
