There is my mind, there is my heart.
Klaudius had bathed her, or at least made sure she did, and then guided her away from Ischia’s northern island that had become their home. It probably was thanks to him that she is looking a little better; clean and fed, but he hadn’t been able to take away her grief. Kylin had lost all she was willing to live for, even Ischia offered no longer a reason to. The island does not need her.
At first she had thought to just go back to the smaller island once the lavender stallion let her out of his sight. Kylin no longer feels part of Ischia, no longer connected to her habitants. Except for Klaudius none of them had shown any interest in her either, and the lavender tobiano woman still doesn’t know what her uncle’s reasoning had been.
Anyway, she is still at the main isle when the stranger’s call reaches her ears. Her first reaction is to ignore it, she, in her dulled and little too skinny form, wouldn’t be a good representative in diplomatic matters. And yet, something tells her that she must go, and thus Kylin finds herself slowly making her way over to the beach to meet Ischia’s visitor. She remember times in which she had done it too. First, together with Kharon, later, under Father’s watchful eye, and even after that, when Circinae had first laid claim upon Ischia. This time Kylin is alone.
She does not hide her approach, but neither does she make herself known. Step by step, hoof before hoof, she makes her way over to the two toned stranger. Kylin tilts her head, surprised as she is hit by something familiar. Did they know one another? The question lies upon her tongue, but the longer she eyes the stranger, the more she is sure that they have never met. Then what is it she recognizes?
”Hello” she greets the bay and white mare softly. Kylin’s hazel eyes rest upon her form, but she could as well have been staring through her. It is not that she does not see, but at the same time, it is kind of like that. During any other time she would’ve introduced herself, and asked the mare for her purpose, but Kylin doesn’t today. Lately little has interested her, and this two toned mare does not either.
Yet.