dark side of the morning; Kylin

[Ivar]

i know i'm not the center of the universe -but you keep spinning 'round me just the same He has thought of Kylin as frequently as he's thought of Ischia; the two are inexplicably tied in Ivar's mind. She had been the one to first tell the tobiano colt about the place, after all. He's learned more about the secluded kingdom since they parted ways by the lake shore, but nothing that would compare to seeing it himself. Finding Ischia is equivalent to finding Kylin again, so when the lavender filly appears from the shadowy forest, young Ivar feels the last bit of satisfaction settle into place inside his chest. The smoky black colt is still too much of a child to know love, but he does know that seeing Kylin again is making him happier than he was, and that he would not want to explore this island without her. “I missed you,” he says honestly, easily. Just as comfortable with physical touch as his mother, the colt stretches out his pale muzzle to tap her gently on the cheek. It's a friendly gesture and the warmth in his brown eyes as he pulls back is much the same. “And I wanted to see Ischia too, of course.” He winks, the motion and his flashing grin illuminating his otherwise plain face. Ivar will never be handsome, but his natural charisma is more than enough to make up for it. “Will you show me around?” -------------------i v a r ------------------------------------djinni and stillwater---------------------------------