Putting the pieces of myself back together [Belgaer]

[Jesper]

The ebony equine realized two things since Sabra's resignation; since Brennen's coronation, the first being: he had actually spent more time off of the island than on it. Thus, he made a point of taking his time to get to know the tropical paradise. His preference was to stay beneath the canopy of the trees and, nest in caves. However, his desert lineage handled the balmy climate well. Unshod keratin supports refined limbs as they easily transport Jesper from the northern edge towards the heart of Ischia. The northern side received a cool breeze off of the vast sea and, catered to his desire to not bake. His jet black pelt absorbed every ray the daystar cast upon Beqanna and, the stallion often found himself too warm.

The second was: after Deiti, he had not sought any other family. Sure, the Brotherhood included blood relatives and, not. But, since many of the Brotherhood are direct descendents of Brennen, many Ischians are in fact, related to him. Jesper finds himself a bit surprised that he had not crossed paths sooner with an uncle or, cousin. Then again, he has been recovering for goodness knows how long. So, he made it a point to seek the crimson spotted stallion named Belgaer. The loyal winged steed was one of the first to answer his call for help at the River and, Jesper had not had a chance to thank him directly. Light whinny rings from vocal chords as he follows the trail towards his uncle's cologne.

jesper

carnage x bethanie

devin's∇designs

@[Belgaer]