He tells her "ooh love".
Where Kharon went, Kylin was never far away.
Only in rare cases they ventured further away from each other sides. She had followed him a little behind, curious to see what had caught his attention. It surely must be something good, otherwise he would’ve never dropped their game. He knew how much it meant to her. She liked their games, no matter what or with who they were playing.
But, like him, she has forgotten their game. Her hazel eyes look at the reddish girl, curious. Though she does not circle her like her brother does, instead deciding to keep her distance. For Kylin was curious to see what he would do too. And how the girl would react to it.
Who was she, by the way? Father had claimed this land for them, for their family, safely on their isle surrounded by sea. How had this young girl gotten on their isle? Not that Kylin disliked her presence, not at all, the sweet little thing she was. But it was kinda curious how she had gotten here and why.
Kharon voices out her question, there is no need for her to ask them herself. Slowly she moves to join him, pressing her up at this side. He had his little fun with this girl, now it was her time. Her muzzle follows the curve of his neck, only stopping once she reaches his shoulder. Her eyes close for a moment a she breaths in his scent, silently wishing he would wrap his wing around her. ”I’m Kylin” she then says, hazel gaze moving to the red girl, her smile sweet and genuine. Extending her neck she reaches out towards he girl, offering her scent.
