07-01-2018, 05:05 PM
Kylin's excitement is nearly palpable, and the resulting quickening of her heart is equally pleasant to the kelpie. His decision to keep her happy had been a good one, he decides. Ivar's molten eyes flick to follow Kylin's quick movements. She is all but prancing beside him, and the pale faced stallion leans over to nudge playfully at the end of her shoulder playfully.
"Dance now," he says teasingly, "Soon you'll have to watch your footing a bit more carefully." Ivar smiles as he turns his gaze back to the path ahead of them. The trees are slowly becoming less frequent; it is hard to grow on the bare rock of the narrow canyons they travel through. This is the way he had taken Zhenga to Hyaline, he remembers suddenly. They'd trekked these narrow trails together so long ago that he'd nearly forgotten. He glances back over his shoulder, to where Kylin is close behind.
"Not much farther now," he calls to her, gesturing up a steep cliff. A narrow trail zigzags up it, and Ivar takes it with familiarity and confidence clearly built from experience. When he reaches the top, he turns back to wait for Kylin.
Behind him, the forest is spread in a blanket of fiery red, burnt orange, and brilliant yellow. The lavender mare will have quite the view once she makes it to the top. "C'mon slowpoke!"
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"Dance now," he says teasingly, "Soon you'll have to watch your footing a bit more carefully." Ivar smiles as he turns his gaze back to the path ahead of them. The trees are slowly becoming less frequent; it is hard to grow on the bare rock of the narrow canyons they travel through. This is the way he had taken Zhenga to Hyaline, he remembers suddenly. They'd trekked these narrow trails together so long ago that he'd nearly forgotten. He glances back over his shoulder, to where Kylin is close behind.
"Not much farther now," he calls to her, gesturing up a steep cliff. A narrow trail zigzags up it, and Ivar takes it with familiarity and confidence clearly built from experience. When he reaches the top, he turns back to wait for Kylin.
Behind him, the forest is spread in a blanket of fiery red, burnt orange, and brilliant yellow. The lavender mare will have quite the view once she makes it to the top. "C'mon slowpoke!"
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