Jesper
06-17-2018, 09:52 PM
Once his hooves sank into the soft, white sands of the Ischian shore, Jesper wasted no time following Lavendel into the depths of the jungle. He knew his absence had been hard on her. Sure, it had been hard on everyone. But, he could not imagine how much she hated the idea of knowing the man she loved had purposefully put himself in harm's way. So, now that he was safely home, thanks to Brennen and, his brothers, Jesper made a point of focusing entirely on her. Of course, their first night was rather uneventful as, the exhausted soldier collapsed in a heap and, succumbed to the sleep pulling his eyelids closed. She must have sidled alongside him for, all he dreamt about were fields of lavender gently waving in the breeze beneath a warm sun. Her perfume drove out the mustiness of the Sylvan forest and, calmed his tense nerves.
He could not be sure how long he slept for; however, when his eyelids flutter open, his aquamarine gaze notes the soft amber hues of dusk. And, Lamb is no longer at his side. His first thoughts are of the absolute worst and, abruptly a wave of panic rushes over him. Bronze-tipped lobes swivel rapidly and, gaze scans frantically until olfactory sense picks up her delicate scent nearby. Ebony stallion inhales deeply in an effort to calm himself before he exhales. Stiff limbs unfold slowly before steed pulls himself onto all fours. Whiskered muzzle stretches out to unkink cervical vertebrae before limbs splay to balance chassis for a thorough shake. With bronze-streaked tresses cascading down nape once more, Jesper pushes himself into motion.
He travels in a steady march, only slowing as his muzzle aligns with the familiar flank of the buckskin and white lady. Gently, the stallion sidles alongside her own. Plush lips press into her withers and, nares flare to draw in her sweet scent. He traces his muzzle along her crest and, pauses just behind her right ear. He exhales softly before whiskers brush against her cheek. By now, a cheeky smile pulls lips up and, refined pillars execute an animated prance. Stride lengthens into a playful trot as Jesper cuts through the underbrush and, heads towards the shoreline. Rumor has it that, at night, the beaches of Ischia glow a magical blue. He had yet to see it for himself and, if they got there in time, perhaps they could catch the stunning palette which remains after the sun dips below the horizon. He did not stop to look behind him and, see if Lamb accepted his invite; however, he did not want to step out from under the jungle canopy without her beside him. So, he slides to a halt and, patiently waits for her to join him.
He could not be sure how long he slept for; however, when his eyelids flutter open, his aquamarine gaze notes the soft amber hues of dusk. And, Lamb is no longer at his side. His first thoughts are of the absolute worst and, abruptly a wave of panic rushes over him. Bronze-tipped lobes swivel rapidly and, gaze scans frantically until olfactory sense picks up her delicate scent nearby. Ebony stallion inhales deeply in an effort to calm himself before he exhales. Stiff limbs unfold slowly before steed pulls himself onto all fours. Whiskered muzzle stretches out to unkink cervical vertebrae before limbs splay to balance chassis for a thorough shake. With bronze-streaked tresses cascading down nape once more, Jesper pushes himself into motion.
He travels in a steady march, only slowing as his muzzle aligns with the familiar flank of the buckskin and white lady. Gently, the stallion sidles alongside her own. Plush lips press into her withers and, nares flare to draw in her sweet scent. He traces his muzzle along her crest and, pauses just behind her right ear. He exhales softly before whiskers brush against her cheek. By now, a cheeky smile pulls lips up and, refined pillars execute an animated prance. Stride lengthens into a playful trot as Jesper cuts through the underbrush and, heads towards the shoreline. Rumor has it that, at night, the beaches of Ischia glow a magical blue. He had yet to see it for himself and, if they got there in time, perhaps they could catch the stunning palette which remains after the sun dips below the horizon. He did not stop to look behind him and, see if Lamb accepted his invite; however, he did not want to step out from under the jungle canopy without her beside him. So, he slides to a halt and, patiently waits for her to join him.
jesper
carnage x bethanie
@[Lavendel]