Jesper
10-08-2018, 12:45 PM
In the past, Jesper chose the Forest as his go-to when he felt lost and defeated. While he had never experienced these emotions to this extreme, the ebony steed wonders if an old haunt would perk him up. Not to mention, he had been out of touch with the mainland for quite some time. He hoped to bump into a familiar face or, two. Of course, new faces are always welcome. With a gentle sigh, Jesper steps forward from under the shade of the jungle canopy. Hind legs stretch behind him as he takes a couple of strides. Thick crest arches to draw muzzle into muscled breast as topline rounds and stretches. Soft sigh flutters past nostrils before jet-black steed sets his casual pace towards Ischia's southern shore.
The tide laps eagerly at the sandbar; however, a solid crossing remains visible. Jesper pushes on and soon finds himself on the coast of the mainland. The stallion follows the river and picks his way along the edges of Loess and Sylva. He hugs the border of Taiga until he reaches the path to the Forest. I welcome the shadows and cross willingly into the wooded realm. Ebony stag marches along until his icy blue gaze falls upon a smoky grey equine. His poll lifts with interest and his tufted lobes prick ahead of him. Her light perfume enters his nostrils and draws him in. The maiden did not carry any lingering traces of a Beqanna kingdom. Thus, she likely held no allegiances to one. Jesper offers a soft smile as he feels his own troubles dissolving to make room for his social curiosity. He speaks in a gentle tone to introduce himself, "Hello miss, my name is Jesper. I hope Beqanna is receiving you well."
The tide laps eagerly at the sandbar; however, a solid crossing remains visible. Jesper pushes on and soon finds himself on the coast of the mainland. The stallion follows the river and picks his way along the edges of Loess and Sylva. He hugs the border of Taiga until he reaches the path to the Forest. I welcome the shadows and cross willingly into the wooded realm. Ebony stag marches along until his icy blue gaze falls upon a smoky grey equine. His poll lifts with interest and his tufted lobes prick ahead of him. Her light perfume enters his nostrils and draws him in. The maiden did not carry any lingering traces of a Beqanna kingdom. Thus, she likely held no allegiances to one. Jesper offers a soft smile as he feels his own troubles dissolving to make room for his social curiosity. He speaks in a gentle tone to introduce himself, "Hello miss, my name is Jesper. I hope Beqanna is receiving you well."
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