He tells her "ooh love".
A sad smile lies on her lips and she nods. Ivar tells her the truth, something she had known deep down but that doesn’t make it less disappointing. He is quick to fix her sad smile, and her eyes shimmer in delight as he offers her to learn her how to swim. ”I’d like that.” She really did.
He has her torn between feeling apologetic and breaking down in laugher. Kylin manages to combine both of them, as she gently brushes of his muzzle. He allows her to and she’s glad for that, relieved that he didn’t hold her little outburst against her. She offers him a smile, reaching out to playfully bump her nose against his cheek. ”Then let us go.”
Before they can go, Ivar’s attention is back on the flowers again. Kylin watches with wide – both shocked and surprised – eyes as he eats one. Ivar eats a flower leave. She blinks her hazel eyes a few times, her dished head then tilting as she watches him curiously. Though she and Kharon were quite adventurous, they had never tried eating a flower. Perhaps it did taste well. But the grimace on his face says enough. ”I think so” she answers with a giggle in her voice. Kylin steps closer and reaches out to playfully ruffle his mane, before bending her neck and signalling which direction they had to go. ”Let’s go, explorer. The spring awaits us” she grins at him.
She leads him through the dense vegetation, her still somewhat short tail swaying. Just like the adult horses did to scare away flies and other insects that irritated skin. Oh, how much Kylin longed to take a dip into the small spring herself too. This was one of her more favourite ones. Beautiful with sweet, fresh water. ”Isn’t it gorgeous?” She does not look back to him, just stares at the little miracle in front of them.
Sunlight fell down on them through the leaves of the trees, but only a few rays, making the water light up and shimmer. The vegetation around it was a little pulled back, creating a small clearing in the jungle of Ischia.
