Like a flower waiting to bloom.
”Oh” is her rather disappointed reply. Kylin is aware that her reaction isn’t entirely fair, she knows Ivar cannot know everything, but that doesn’t change anything about the unanswered void that is left behind. Then she suddenly lifts her head again, hazel eyes searching Ivar’s as a new idea pops in her mind. ”Maybe we could ask Father, or uncle Reilly!” Mother probably not, Kylin wasn’t entirely sure if she would like an uninvited visitor.
She heard him tell her ”Good” before falling silent again. Maybe he wasn’t too fond of his own home and didn’t want to see it? The between his excited shout for her name and his almost docile ‘good’ from before is huge. It almost startles Kylin. Almost, as Ivar’s enthusiasm flues her.
Kylin can only look at Ivar with pinned ears as he tells her about other places. The enthusiasm radiates of him, no wonder it affects her too. ”Have you really seen all?” she asks amazed, just before their bodies touch. She gasps softly, both at the unexpected hug and the sudden rush of enthusiasm that runs through her. If his words hadn’t made her excited enough already, Kylin now definitely was.
”Can we go, now? Anywhere really” she asks as she’s practically bouncing on her feet, still pressed close in Ivar’s hug. It’s impossible to keep still as her heart beat fast and loud in her chest, her stomach fluttering with an unknown amount of excitement and sudden desire. Kylin’s neck is wrapped around his, breathing in his scent deeply.
Too excited to keep still much longer she pulls back, but not without teasing his shoulder a little and a tug on his black mane. Her nostrils flare wide and ears never flicker back. It’s only then that she realises how quiet it has become. ”Oops” she says, glancing up at the trees above them. ”I think we scared them.” But honestly, in her enthusiasm she can barely get herself to care. And they parrots are soon forgotten as she looks at the tobiano colt again. ”Please Ivar, would you show me around?”
OOC: He's soooooooo <3.