He tells her "ooh love".
She smiles when Zhanga agrees with her, making her nod slightly and glances over towards the bay roan mare when she stands up. The sight makes her chuckle, flower dust coming off like Zhenga like she as a fairy who was busy spreading her magical dust around. ”Careful to not get the pollen in your face, it’s not a nice feeling” she warns Zhenga with a chuckle, grinning a little.
Oh, how much she had laughed when Ivar had plunged his nose into a flower and breathed in deeply. He had regret doing so very much. And just like then their meeting today, with Kharon and Zhenga, was peaceful and friendly and Kylin enjoyed it. She moved aside a little, giving her brother space to stand up, but naturally snuggles up his side as he drabs his wing across her back. Just the way she liked.
Though she didn’t get the chance to really enjoy it much longer. Kylin allows Kharon to answer, instead she brushes her muzzle across his neck to settle on his cheek to clear some of the flower dust off. ”Kharon is right” she mumbles, nodding her head as she glances across his back to Zhenga.
But it seemed like the bay roan mare had enough of their company. She jumped right in on Kharon’s suggestion that she maybe wanted to find a place for herself. Kylin stayed silent as Zhenga walks away, only lightly have nodded her head.
”Guess we should look for Father to tell him.”