Jesper
Jesper swore to return to the Forest, whenever possible. The ebony equine found comfort amongst the looming coniferous trees. Their trunks are aligned randomly and, create a maze of paths beneath their protective canopy. Today, he navigates through the shadows with ease. Unshod hooves leave u-shaped prints in the soft earth, which he knew would soon be covered in fallen leaves and, pine needles. Nasal caverns draw in the crisp autumn air to allow olfactory sense to filter through the aromas around him. Attention catches a unique fragrance and, without hesitation, muscled haunches propel stallion towards the captivating scent. Bronze-tipped lobes swivel frantically to scan for any sounds betraying the location of the bearer but, nothing could be deciphered over male’s own footfalls.
It was then that a rustle of the ground cover caught Jesper’s light blue gaze. Quad pillars align into a halt as orbs survey the landscape and, finally, land upon the flicker of white amongst the dark green. Light-boned steed remains still while glossy pools visually stalk the strange creature. It moved with grace and lightness, but with a bounce that seems unnecessarily jaunty. Abruptly, it stops moving. Jesper holds his breath as if his inhales and exhales alerted the other to his lurking presence. As her voice permeates the stiff silence, stallion allows his lungs to push the captive air from his chassis. Busted. Cautiously, jet-black male steps forward through the shadows. Light blue gaze curiously notes her odd features. A small, square nose caps a narrow proboscis with beady eyes piercing into the shadows. Dark-tipped triangular lobes nestle atop canine skull. Thick russet pelt covers petite figure down to underside (which is strikingly colorless) and, lower limbs, which bear soot-hued stockings. Gaze slowly returns to her head where a sharply pointed tooth flashes from beneath dark-lined lips and, causes Jesper to hesitate. All of a sudden, he worries that he is walking into a trap. Poll lowers and, bronze-tipped ears fall back from their alert post atop cranium. One more step bring sleek raven pelt into the sunray cascading through the canopy to the forest floor.
@[Merida]
You have permission to attack him if Merida would like, radar
It was then that a rustle of the ground cover caught Jesper’s light blue gaze. Quad pillars align into a halt as orbs survey the landscape and, finally, land upon the flicker of white amongst the dark green. Light-boned steed remains still while glossy pools visually stalk the strange creature. It moved with grace and lightness, but with a bounce that seems unnecessarily jaunty. Abruptly, it stops moving. Jesper holds his breath as if his inhales and exhales alerted the other to his lurking presence. As her voice permeates the stiff silence, stallion allows his lungs to push the captive air from his chassis. Busted. Cautiously, jet-black male steps forward through the shadows. Light blue gaze curiously notes her odd features. A small, square nose caps a narrow proboscis with beady eyes piercing into the shadows. Dark-tipped triangular lobes nestle atop canine skull. Thick russet pelt covers petite figure down to underside (which is strikingly colorless) and, lower limbs, which bear soot-hued stockings. Gaze slowly returns to her head where a sharply pointed tooth flashes from beneath dark-lined lips and, causes Jesper to hesitate. All of a sudden, he worries that he is walking into a trap. Poll lowers and, bronze-tipped ears fall back from their alert post atop cranium. One more step bring sleek raven pelt into the sunray cascading through the canopy to the forest floor.
@[Merida]
You have permission to attack him if Merida would like, radar