Summer sun feels good on his back, especially after he’s risen from the bottom of the big blue lake. It makes him lazy and sleepy and he smacks his lips together in a really satisfying way. The water laps at his sides as his hooves anchor themselves in the muck and he’s still deep enough for his little fuzzy tail to float on top of the lake.
Personally, this is the crowning jewel of Hyaline. This lake right here. But he’s probably biased since he’s the littlest prince in a big big royal family. Most of them know that though. His name and status tend to precede him before he can even be anything other than Koko or prince. And boy, does that nickname big him! It was fine when he was still stumbling around on four matchstick legs but now... well, he’s grown but not that much but the nickname is too girly and childish.
Eventually Sviko tires of the lake.
He climbs up out of it and shakes himself off, sending a fine spray of droplets flying out into the air around him. No concern is shown for the fact that he’s still damp, trusting both the sun and general heat of summer to take care of that. In what seems to be no time at all for him to formulate a course of action for the remainder of the afternoon, a girlish voice is ringing out towards him.
For a moment, there is a flash of panic on his freshly scrubbed face. Unlike his siblings, he’s not a social butterfly or love-magnet - quite the opposite! His ears splay awkwardly to the sides and his baby-blues blink stupidly at the bright girl with her shiny blinding blaze. At least her eyes were sweet given that she was a glaring example of excitement and energy, which the derpy little prince lacked at the moment. If anything, he might have looked a tad bit guilty at having been caught coming from a perfectly quiet idyll in the lake and for a moment, he wondered... but no, she probably hadn’t seen him actually swimming beneath it.
Only two-thirds of their trio knew about that, currently.
“Y-y-yes.” he stammered, not getting much more than that one word in edgewise. He managed to compose himself somewhat after she admitted to spying on them which sounded like something she did regularly. Suspicion bloomed in him then and his face turned a bit accusing, “Where you spying just then, Chryseis?” Sviko managed to look as imperious as a drowned rat right then before declaring and offering her his name by way of a not particularly apologetic mumble, “Yeah, I’m Sviko.”
@[Chryseis] forgive my lil derp-butt <3