Jesper
He remains disappointed that his hunt in the Forest yielded no action. Jesper had high hopes of a fruitful trek to the mainland. Nevertheless, he is patient and determined. He would not give up. He would just take a break. A brief detour to the river. He had not realized how dark it was. The fox moves silently alongside the river. His stride is light and peppy with his tail bouncing off of his hocks with each step. Jesper moves with purpose as he strolls in the weak, winter sun. The frigid air combs through his thick silver pelt but, can not reach past his dense undercoat.
His triangular ears turn in the direction of a rustle. His gaze follows and, Jesper finds himself watching a dark figure pounce on its unsuspecting prey. His sharp gaze makes out a quadruped with a feathers upon its chest, talons instead of front hooves and, a beak instead of a muzzle. His hue is similar to Jesper's equine pelt though, the hair shafts possess a smoky tip.
The fox watches curiously for a moment or, two. He wonders if the being is a shifter like him. If so, it appears as though he is able to assume a form that is part-equine and part-avian. Or, perhaps, this is an entirely new creature. The gray and white canine offers him a friendly smile to indicate he means no harm. Out of curiosity, he studies the horse-bird for a few more moments before he pads towards the edge of the river. Carefully, Jesper balances himself on the bank of the river and, reaches his tongue out to the cold water for a satisfying drink.
@[dreamscar]
His triangular ears turn in the direction of a rustle. His gaze follows and, Jesper finds himself watching a dark figure pounce on its unsuspecting prey. His sharp gaze makes out a quadruped with a feathers upon its chest, talons instead of front hooves and, a beak instead of a muzzle. His hue is similar to Jesper's equine pelt though, the hair shafts possess a smoky tip.
The fox watches curiously for a moment or, two. He wonders if the being is a shifter like him. If so, it appears as though he is able to assume a form that is part-equine and part-avian. Or, perhaps, this is an entirely new creature. The gray and white canine offers him a friendly smile to indicate he means no harm. Out of curiosity, he studies the horse-bird for a few more moments before he pads towards the edge of the river. Carefully, Jesper balances himself on the bank of the river and, reaches his tongue out to the cold water for a satisfying drink.
@[dreamscar]