There is my mind, there is my heart.
Karat makes her forget about her heartache so, so easily. The filly is all she is not, but her outgoing and bright personality make Kylin forget about all she lacks. What to say? Karat, being herself, is just extremely contagious. The lavender and white woman chuckles softly, her hazel eyes warm as the smile upon her lips grows wider. ”I think you are right. I love the sea, and all the belongs with it.” Kylin is as much part of the sea as the shells are.
She is still smiling at the girl when Karat first asks Kromium, then Klaudius, if Kylin looks beautiful. There is no way in denying that that question has her flustered. Partly Kylin is thankful that the by and lavender filly continues, concluding that Kylin does look great, but another part of her does wants to hear whatever Klaudius might have answered.
Would he agree, or disagree?
That’s another thing Kylin does not get to ponder over. Her attention is on the twins, watching them lift their heads when their mother calls. The sad feeling when they say goodbye and cross away is enough to make her realise how much she had liked it to meet hem, and the void they leave behind.
Not only they, but their father too. ”It’s okay,” she tells him with a small smile, shyly glancing in Klaudius’ direction. ”and they are, they really are.” She does not get a chance to say more, to tell him how she is like Kharon, where Kylin herself was more like Kromium. His muzzle on her skin has her distracted, and she leans into his touch without a second thought.
What happens next is all one big chaotic mess. Physically nothing much happens, but her thoughts run wild. She’s trembling underneath his touch – in a way that is both good and bad. Something flutters in her stomach, and the way her heart skips a beat is so familiar. It is scary, and yet so, so good. Before Kylin would not have hesitated to push her own muzzle against the one igniting those feelings in return, but all that has happened makes her hesitate. And before she can gather enough courage to return the favour, he’s gone.
And Kylin is painfully reminded of the fact that he already has a family.
The loneliness hits her like a rock, knocking her of her feet. With teary eyes she watches him leave, gasping for air as she is unable to fight the tears that roll down her cheeks. Alone. She is alone. He told her she looks beautiful, stunning even, but leaves her just as easily. He has taken her short moment of happiness with him too.
For a while she just stands, staring in the direction they had disappeared into. She wants to follow, to be with them, belong with them, but she is painfully aware she never will. In the end, she is wandering the beach, with no clear direction in mind. Perhaps it is fate that carries her over towards the piebald mare that just sets foot on Ischia’s shore.
OOC: Oops, this was supposed to be a short post to wrap the thread up XD