08-19-2018, 06:41 PM
Kylin remains in a playful mood, and Ivar resumes his absent minded tracing of her back. There had been times in the past when the lavender mare was overcome with sadness, but Ivar has done his best to help Kylin keep those emotions at bay. He doesn't know that her mind skips to Kyveli, the ombre yearling. She is not the only young resident of their western island; Raul and Santana are likely out wandering as well. For a moment Ivar wonders how they all get along - if they get along at all.
"Oh, I'm the best teacher," he replies without missing a beat. "But you were a good student too."
The disappointment on her face isn't unexpected, but the kelpie watches closer, ever wary for the moment she might begin to slip into sadness. He pulls her closer for good measure, his chest pressed against Kylin's purple and white side.
"There will be plenty to show her in a few weeks," Says the stallion soothingly, his chin resting against her opposite shoulder. "What is your favorite part of the island?" Distraction is often an effective tactic, Ivar knows, and its never bad form to inventory his assets. "We'll show her that first."
"Oh, I'm the best teacher," he replies without missing a beat. "But you were a good student too."
The disappointment on her face isn't unexpected, but the kelpie watches closer, ever wary for the moment she might begin to slip into sadness. He pulls her closer for good measure, his chest pressed against Kylin's purple and white side.
"There will be plenty to show her in a few weeks," Says the stallion soothingly, his chin resting against her opposite shoulder. "What is your favorite part of the island?" Distraction is often an effective tactic, Ivar knows, and its never bad form to inventory his assets. "We'll show her that first."