Jesper
07-31-2019, 10:13 AM
Jesper came to Icicle Isle for selfish reasons. After all of the hardships he had endured, the black stallion wanted to avoid the plague at all costs. While it is no longer untouchable, it has come to mean so much more than feeling safe. It is home. He treasures the peace and quiet. He thrives in the climate and, once again, feels like he has a purpose. On this spring day, the male patrols as an equine. By this point, Jesper had grown acclimated to the weather. Now, cold is a relative term. And, he has options if he needs to warm up. The meek daystar catches the bronze tips of his pricked ears and, the streaks of bronze in his tresses. The usual sounds of the Isle include a whipping, whistling, wind, the lapping of waves against the coast and, the dripping of water from an icicle.
Today, Jesper hears the announcement of someone new. His poll lifts a little higher and his nostrils flare to widen his olfactory channels. He detects the hint of wisteria - familiar to him from his days in Hyaline. He immediately thinks, Solace! and, pushes forward into a lope. Eagerly, Jesper closes the distance with his head held high out of excitement. As he glides across the still snow-covered land, his nares detect the masculine tones of this visitor's cologne. He sighs in disappointment but presses on with a curious energy. Ice blue gaze soon rest upon the grullo and white winged male. Jesper's poll lowers slightly to an alert height but, one of respectful greeting. His ears prick towards the steed and, a genuine smile spreads across his labrums. There is nothing about this arrival or, the male's body language that seems imposing or, threatening. So, until then, Jesper would reserve any judgement.
He slows to a walk several horselengths before the male and halts just before him. Jesper speaks in a casual tone, keeping his curiosity hidden beneath an inviting facade. "Greetings, traveler. My name is Jesper. What is yours?" He allows a few moments for the tovero to reply before he pipes up again. "We do not get many visitors from the mainland, let alone Hyaline. What brings you this far north?" Jesper idly shifts his weight as he falls silent again. Depending on how the conversation went from here, he had in mind to inquire about old acquaintances. Then again, perhaps too much time had gone by and the Queen Caretakers are retired.
Today, Jesper hears the announcement of someone new. His poll lifts a little higher and his nostrils flare to widen his olfactory channels. He detects the hint of wisteria - familiar to him from his days in Hyaline. He immediately thinks, Solace! and, pushes forward into a lope. Eagerly, Jesper closes the distance with his head held high out of excitement. As he glides across the still snow-covered land, his nares detect the masculine tones of this visitor's cologne. He sighs in disappointment but presses on with a curious energy. Ice blue gaze soon rest upon the grullo and white winged male. Jesper's poll lowers slightly to an alert height but, one of respectful greeting. His ears prick towards the steed and, a genuine smile spreads across his labrums. There is nothing about this arrival or, the male's body language that seems imposing or, threatening. So, until then, Jesper would reserve any judgement.
He slows to a walk several horselengths before the male and halts just before him. Jesper speaks in a casual tone, keeping his curiosity hidden beneath an inviting facade. "Greetings, traveler. My name is Jesper. What is yours?" He allows a few moments for the tovero to reply before he pipes up again. "We do not get many visitors from the mainland, let alone Hyaline. What brings you this far north?" Jesper idly shifts his weight as he falls silent again. Depending on how the conversation went from here, he had in mind to inquire about old acquaintances. Then again, perhaps too much time had gone by and the Queen Caretakers are retired.
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