Jesper
05-25-2019, 11:57 PM
The black's first logical order of business following Leilan's concession is to visit Nerine, and her queen. As a member of the Isle's council, he supposes he should have introduced himself to Heartfire much sooner. Speaking of the council, Jesper will need to address them as well but, first things first. Unshod hooves find traction in the everlasting snow as refined limbs march stallion towards the northern most shore of Icicle Isle. Although the coldest point, it makes for a shorter swim and, the desert-bred steed would rather not present himself as a shivering, soaked-to-the-bone dog to his Queen.
He remembers the blue roan from the kingdom meeting a while back though, he doubts she will have heard of him. And, that probably isn't a bad thing. With his history of emotional instability, who would want him running their territory? As he nears the edge of the ice island, the equine shakes these thoughts from his skull. Leilan believed in him and, as far as he knew, so did those dwelling alongside him in the tundra. He would be sure to call a territory meeting as soon as he returns to check in on the morale of the lot.
Jesper plunges into the frigid waters and begins to kick and paddle himself towards the mainland. He glides through the water easily as his muscles are conditioned to the task. Before long, the black hauls himself out of the indigo sea and onto the frozen coast of Nerine. Upon finding his balance on all fours, the male pushes himself into a brisk trot. He notes that the further inland he travels, the softer the ground beneath him and the milder the air surrounding him becomes.
He hopes to encounter a familiar face during his travels though, he stays true to his course for now. He proceeds to follow the trail of her perfume until his crystal blue gaze rests upon her unique pattern. Out of respect, he slows to a confident walk as he approaches the female and, halts a couple of horse lengths away. He greets her with a soft smile, pricked ears and a courteous nod of his poll as he waits for her acknowledgement and, invitation to speak.
He remembers the blue roan from the kingdom meeting a while back though, he doubts she will have heard of him. And, that probably isn't a bad thing. With his history of emotional instability, who would want him running their territory? As he nears the edge of the ice island, the equine shakes these thoughts from his skull. Leilan believed in him and, as far as he knew, so did those dwelling alongside him in the tundra. He would be sure to call a territory meeting as soon as he returns to check in on the morale of the lot.
Jesper plunges into the frigid waters and begins to kick and paddle himself towards the mainland. He glides through the water easily as his muscles are conditioned to the task. Before long, the black hauls himself out of the indigo sea and onto the frozen coast of Nerine. Upon finding his balance on all fours, the male pushes himself into a brisk trot. He notes that the further inland he travels, the softer the ground beneath him and the milder the air surrounding him becomes.
He hopes to encounter a familiar face during his travels though, he stays true to his course for now. He proceeds to follow the trail of her perfume until his crystal blue gaze rests upon her unique pattern. Out of respect, he slows to a confident walk as he approaches the female and, halts a couple of horse lengths away. He greets her with a soft smile, pricked ears and a courteous nod of his poll as he waits for her acknowledgement and, invitation to speak.
jesper
carnage x bethanie
@[Heartfire]