Summer, autumn, winter or spring, it honestly does not matter much which season is currently active, the difference is hardly noticeable in Ischia. The changes are subtle, though more noticeable during days when the wind comes from the mainland. Carrying wind or rain or heat or sometimes even ashes. Today is an early summer day in all of its meaning. Hot, but with a clear sky and a soft breeze. Exactly how Kylin likes it.
During her recent trip to Hyaline she had missed Ischia’s weather. Hyaline had been too cold for her liking, but in all honestly, Kylin hadn’t been prepared for it. Her coat too thin, too little flesh upon her bones, she simply hadn’t been able to keep herself warm. In Ischia she does not need her energy to keep herself warm, and neither to make sure she isn’t too hot. Taking a dive sufficed just fine.
Droplets of water drip down her frame as she comes from the sea. The water tickles her sides, and make her sensitive fins tremble. A quick shake sends the droplets away, followed by a shake of her boy. Water is send around her in her spray, but unrelenting sun makes sure nothing stays wet for long. By the time she is half way across the beach towards the shade, offered by the tropical foliage, her eyes notice the moving shade on the ground. Klaudius! With a jerk Kylin looks up, her head tilting back as her eyes – squinting to be able to look towards the sun – scan the sky. She whinnies, her heart fluttering with the hope of another reunion. And the opportunity to tell him the happy news, or perhaps not, and let him guess it on his own. Reality hits her like a slap in the face. It not Kharon who's possible return makes her heart leap. She does not have time to ponder over it, because instead of purple, her eyes follow a golden figure that descends and approaching her.
It is not the equine himself that suddenly makes her nervous, but the prospect of coming face to face with a so called Brother. Ever since she had gotten back to Ischia, since she had learned of Brennen’s mutiny, she had yet to speak to anybody from the new order. The idea scares her, but they couldn’t kick her out of her home, right? Ischia is Kylin’s birth home after all. And so she has to swallow the dry lump in her throat as the winged palomino and cream colt greets her. “Hi” she offers softly in return, hear ears flicking back and forth once.
His question does not do anything to ease her nerves, neither make it better or worse. But at least she isn’t summoned to leave right away. “I am.. or I was, at least..” she offers in a reply, her answer vague as Kylin genuinely does not know what to expect. Though she does not think Brennen the type of man to banish one from her home just because of her gender. “My name is Kylin.. I called Ischia home before Brennen set foot on the island.” An awkward pause follows, her heart beating loudly in her chest as she awaits the young male’s reply to her words. “And you? Did you came to Ischia with Brennen?”
@[Trekori]
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During her recent trip to Hyaline she had missed Ischia’s weather. Hyaline had been too cold for her liking, but in all honestly, Kylin hadn’t been prepared for it. Her coat too thin, too little flesh upon her bones, she simply hadn’t been able to keep herself warm. In Ischia she does not need her energy to keep herself warm, and neither to make sure she isn’t too hot. Taking a dive sufficed just fine.
Droplets of water drip down her frame as she comes from the sea. The water tickles her sides, and make her sensitive fins tremble. A quick shake sends the droplets away, followed by a shake of her boy. Water is send around her in her spray, but unrelenting sun makes sure nothing stays wet for long. By the time she is half way across the beach towards the shade, offered by the tropical foliage, her eyes notice the moving shade on the ground. Klaudius! With a jerk Kylin looks up, her head tilting back as her eyes – squinting to be able to look towards the sun – scan the sky. She whinnies, her heart fluttering with the hope of another reunion. And the opportunity to tell him the happy news, or perhaps not, and let him guess it on his own. Reality hits her like a slap in the face. It not Kharon who's possible return makes her heart leap. She does not have time to ponder over it, because instead of purple, her eyes follow a golden figure that descends and approaching her.
It is not the equine himself that suddenly makes her nervous, but the prospect of coming face to face with a so called Brother. Ever since she had gotten back to Ischia, since she had learned of Brennen’s mutiny, she had yet to speak to anybody from the new order. The idea scares her, but they couldn’t kick her out of her home, right? Ischia is Kylin’s birth home after all. And so she has to swallow the dry lump in her throat as the winged palomino and cream colt greets her. “Hi” she offers softly in return, hear ears flicking back and forth once.
His question does not do anything to ease her nerves, neither make it better or worse. But at least she isn’t summoned to leave right away. “I am.. or I was, at least..” she offers in a reply, her answer vague as Kylin genuinely does not know what to expect. Though she does not think Brennen the type of man to banish one from her home just because of her gender. “My name is Kylin.. I called Ischia home before Brennen set foot on the island.” An awkward pause follows, her heart beating loudly in her chest as she awaits the young male’s reply to her words. “And you? Did you came to Ischia with Brennen?”
@[Trekori]
523 words