Not once, not twice, but trice now her family had left Ischia. And only the first the does not leave a bitter taste in her mouth. It had been the only time she had left with her family, for a holiday spend in Hyaline. Both other times her family had left without her. Well okay, she hadn’t been around to leave with her, and she still could chose to join them, but Kylin’s ties to Ischia are stronger. They say that home is where the heart is, not in her case.
As of today, Kylin is still unsure how she stands with the Brotherhood. She has yet to talk to any of them – not true, she’d met Trekori, but the colt couldn’t decide whenever she was allowed to stay or not, right? – about her presence. Fear still holds her heart. Fear that they’d send her away. Kylin does not want to leave. Ischia had been her home even before any of them had even set foot on the island. At the same time the lavender woman knows, deep down, that Brennen isn’t the type of man to send someone away. Nonetheless, Kylin is glad that her pregnancy does not yet show.
Her legs carry her towards the beach. The sea still calls her, even after all this time, and Kylin does not have the heart to deny either of them the pleasure. As she breaks through the tropical foliage her eye land on the red and white male right away. The shock and surprise is enough to make her freeze. The panic is instantly there, making her heart hammer in her chest rather loudly, and she is more than ready to just turn around and flee.
The simple hello stops her from doing just that. He has noticed her, and it sure wouldn’t look right if she ran. It would simply make it look like he caught her in the middle of the act. But it does not make Kylin less hesitant to approach him, even if he is right there where she’d wanted to go, ankle deep in the sea water.
She does not reply, at least not right away, as she forces herself to move closer. Her frame is still too thin, but she does feel alive again. No dull coat, and a shimmer in her eyes again. “Hello..” she offers in return, coming to a halt somewhere to his right, with more than enough space between them for her to make a run for it when needed. Kylin’s muzzle drops towards the sea, all her muscles held tight, as her attention focusses on the tobiano male out of the corner of her eye.
@[takei]
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As of today, Kylin is still unsure how she stands with the Brotherhood. She has yet to talk to any of them – not true, she’d met Trekori, but the colt couldn’t decide whenever she was allowed to stay or not, right? – about her presence. Fear still holds her heart. Fear that they’d send her away. Kylin does not want to leave. Ischia had been her home even before any of them had even set foot on the island. At the same time the lavender woman knows, deep down, that Brennen isn’t the type of man to send someone away. Nonetheless, Kylin is glad that her pregnancy does not yet show.
Her legs carry her towards the beach. The sea still calls her, even after all this time, and Kylin does not have the heart to deny either of them the pleasure. As she breaks through the tropical foliage her eye land on the red and white male right away. The shock and surprise is enough to make her freeze. The panic is instantly there, making her heart hammer in her chest rather loudly, and she is more than ready to just turn around and flee.
The simple hello stops her from doing just that. He has noticed her, and it sure wouldn’t look right if she ran. It would simply make it look like he caught her in the middle of the act. But it does not make Kylin less hesitant to approach him, even if he is right there where she’d wanted to go, ankle deep in the sea water.
She does not reply, at least not right away, as she forces herself to move closer. Her frame is still too thin, but she does feel alive again. No dull coat, and a shimmer in her eyes again. “Hello..” she offers in return, coming to a halt somewhere to his right, with more than enough space between them for her to make a run for it when needed. Kylin’s muzzle drops towards the sea, all her muscles held tight, as her attention focusses on the tobiano male out of the corner of her eye.
@[takei]
446 words