Like a flower waiting to bloom.
In effort of not missing a reply, or any other sound offered from the fire mare, Kylin holds her breath. Both her lavender ears flick around, but they fail to catch any sound that even partially sounded like an answer. A soft sigh leaves her lips and with a slight shake of her head she turns towards the sea. Perhaps Ischia didn’t need her as much as Circinae had told her, or not at all. She couldn’t even find other habitants, let alone say she knew them. She felt like a stranger in her own home.
Then her answer comes, breaking through her endless thoughts and making her look up. This time both her ears pin forward as her hazel eyes search the bay mare’s form. There she is, just at the end of the jungle and barely onto the beach. Seeing Jah-Lilah heavily pregnant as she was is only just another reminder of how little she knows about the others.
She doesn’t rush to Jah-Lilah’s side, instead it feels more as if she has to drag herself over. Oh, if she’d only paid a little more attention, if she’d only know, then she wouldn’t have called her out. ”I’m sorry..” she offers, shaking her head slightly as she avoids meeting the bay woman’s gaze. ”I didn’t know..” And she wouldn’t even have thought about bothering her if she had known.
It’s not hard to imagine that the fire mare wouldn’t want to speak about her disappeared friend, lover, or whatever their relationship had been like. Kylin doesn’t judge, she had once loved her brother more deeply than a sister should. Her barrel is huge, and there must be other things than being reminded of Circinae’s disappearance.
Kylin is about to turn away when she realises she should offer Jah-Lilah some sort of explanation. She halts, carefully glancing up to meet Jah-Lilah’s gaze, then soon casting it down again. ”I.. wanted to..” she pauses, though realises there is no way to avoid what she was about to say. ”to ask you about Circinae.”