Like a flower waiting to bloom.
The moment Ivar draws near again, she realises that she’s not meant to be alone. His touch pulls a relieved sigh from her lips and she revels in their close proximity. During the first couple of years of her life Kylin had never been alone. Her twinbrother had always been around and if not, there was either Badden, Kali, uncle Reilly or one of her parents around. And now? Now Ischia was just her and queen Ea.
It all makes her desperate for Ivar’s attention and touch. She allows him to touch her, even sighing softly in approval. She is not alone, Ivar was still here with her. And they were ready to go on a new adventure. This time it was Ivar showing her around Loess. It excites her and she doesn’t need Ivar’s gift to induce her.
When he leads the way she’s not far behind him, making sure to keep up and her muzzle bumping into his shoulder from time to time. Just to reassure her he’s still there. And she just likes to touch him. A lot. ”What are they like?” she asks, her hazel eyes on his face as they walk. Kylin gives him a soft hum, to indicate she had heard him, following him up the hill. One hoof is place before the other and without realising she’s holding her breath. The lavender girl is very aware of the excited beating of her heart, both ears perked forward.
Once she’s able to look over the hill, she’s amazed by what she sees. There is a twinkle in her hazel eyes and slowly her lips curl up, until she’s grinning widely. ”Oh” she sighs softly, taking another small step forward as her eyes move over the figures. Their build is so strange, as they stand upright on two strange formed but strong hind legs. Unlike horses they don’t walk, just like the baby turtles on the beach or Ischia’s parrots. They hop, and secretly Kylin wants to explore how far they could jump with those legs of them. ”Just look at how they move, like, on two legs only!” she excitedly whispers to Ivar, turning to look at him only a short moment before her eyes move back to the kangaroos.
”Do they live in groups like this? Will they run if we near them?” Oh, how much she longed to see one up close, like she had been able to study the turtles while they fought their way down the beach towards the sea. That has her looking back to Ivar again, almost pleading him if she can go see them. She’s practically bouncing on her place, eager to move foreward.